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ED HARCOURT
I was born in the year punk broke Days before the king was dead It was the year of the snake I was a red-faced child Who stumbled where he tread Was kept in orderly file My parents named me Ed I tried my hardest to smile And like my daddy said I've tried to be myself Sometimes daydreaming for hours Wishing for a dangerous life Cut the leash some slack Run into the morning light Race the trains by the track Until my mouth feels dry But can you count me? I might let you down In a world that is so sensational No you can count on me I'm for the now Up against the oder generation's wall Born in the '70s Born in the '70s After a length of time You're this parody Just like the record's stuck Always repeating the past That never liked you before You had no reason to last We're in a silent war A telepathic blast And like my daddy said These are exciting times The future grabs my throat And lets me know it's alright If I believe in love Then I believe in hate too I'll taste the darker stuff To find some lasting truth Born in the '70s (no we don't really give a fuck about you)
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