the phone was ringin around my brain in sunday morning rain i got the job but i feel so down they wont understand i remember the early days the clothing the shoes pretty face the looking glass was never shine i cant see your face i got the proud i got the crown i got the fame but i need more time to hear my mind today i ride my lambretta on the country road to find the way out say goodbye to all my friends they just wanna go i try to be the glory boy they told me its fake the rubbish life's never end but i dont care my blues soul was bunin down take me to my hell i dont believe what you say you dont know what i say i try to be the glory boy but i never come back the rubbish life's never end i think you dont care --

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