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I was born under a wandering starIn the second council house of VirgoForcibly removed from the belly of my maAnd raised on milk and PernodSo just lie back and think of EnglandBecause I slid down banisterFor judges and banisterReader's wives' husbandsWith toothless decayI've been GBH'd and ABH'dFor a packet of be & HI've been takenAnd I've been driven awayI was fornicatingBefore I could read or writeAnd now I can't stop, sirI graduated from the Universty of LifeAnd the school of hard knocks, sirAnd my telephone is always ringingAnd my number is triple-X directoryCall 0898 treble threeTalk dirty to meOh come on all ye unfaithful,Joyful, triumphant and pathetically weakI've been Amsterdamned, Reeperbahned,Wham bam no thank you mammedLetras de cancionesIf the spirit is willingThen the telephone's cheapAnd if you want to step outside loveYou step outside love with meYou can step outside with meAnd if we ever meet againDon't know whereAnd I don't care whenI'm gonna help you with you're sicknessLike a Jehovah's WitnessYou'll be born againAnd again, and againJust lie back, close your eyesAnd think of EnglandAnd what England's done for me From Letras Mania