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Future Of The Left lyrics : "Drink nike"

Right in the centre of Hove,
Next to an escalator,
Someone has hidden a bomb

Underneath a plastic chair
But he can't put his finger on it:
He'll never be that kind of man.

He'll die in his bed on a summer's night
With his hand on his favourite thing.


Those kids, I swear, drink Nike, yes.
Those kids, I swear, drink Nike, yes.


Maybe it's a natural phase,
Comedy has taken its toll.
No-one is totally lost,

Nobody is out of control.
There are words he could use to describe it,
Metaphors he should have applied.

He'll die in his bed on a summer's night
With his hands on his adequate bride.


Those kids, I swear, drink Nike, yes.
Those kids, I swear, drink Nike, yes.


Smile-alalalalalalalalalalala.
Smile-alalalalalalalalalalala.
Smile-alalalalalalalalalalala.

Smile-alalalalalalalalalalala.
Smile!
Smile!

Smile, we're waiting for it.
Smile, we're waiting for
Those kids, I swear, drink Nike, yes.

Those kids, I swear, drink Nike, yes.
Smile-alalalalalalalalalalala.
Smile-alalalalalalalalalalala.

Smile-alalalalalalalalalalala.
Smile-alalalalalalalalalalala.

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