Graham Parker Don't Let It Break You Down

Now don't get bent out of shape, don't
start tearing out your hair

One a sweet little angel, that stuff's nowhere
When the bombs go off on Oxford Street and
the kids beat up old people
It's just a soundtrack for your life it's just everyday evil

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Don't let it break you down Don't let it break you down
Don't let it break you down

Some people are in charge of pens that
shouldn't be in charge of brooms
They have the nerve to rip up a man's
life in a paragraph or two
And the aeroplanes get hijacked and
all the Americans get killed
And the children are addicted to a sugar-coated pill

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Well you get sent out on the racetrack, you
get spurs dug in your cheeks
You'll see a winning post in the
distance that you'll never reach
And there's a hole in the atmosphere gets
bigger every time you spray your hair
And someone's drilling down through the
earth just to see what's there

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