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I Ain't The One – The Angels

Smokers smoking in the smoking room, fishes in the fish tank
sailors waiting for the tide to turn, too bad the ship sank
well dressed wax-work wound up to walk
stares through the window
clown in the alley-way looking for an exit, facing the shadows

I don't patronise you
I don't try to put you down
I don't criticise you

I ain't the one, I ain't the one to judge

Hard hitting journalist, says he's a communist
says he believes in world war III
lives in a high-rent luxury apartment, he ain't fooling me

I don't patronise you
I don't try to put you down
I don't criticise you

I ain't the one, I ain't the one to judge

Reading the newspapers, keeping in touch
they steal your secrets, but i ain't the one to judge

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