No jobs for the boys, or the girls
So it's off around the world.
I hate to say it but I've seen it before
The cities, the liftoff, the ocean floor
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But Technicolor's got me in her open arms,
I'm just a slave to her whims and charms
I've read books, but nothing compares
To watching her awards and her big health scares
When you're down, to the Amazon tribes,
Give me a wave, watching on Sky
It's not as if they got much to hide,
With the body-shop posse coming down on their backs
Bear a gift, they'll welcome you in,
Anything shit goes straight in the bin
They're pretty choosy now, so good stuff only,
Anything by Lin, Panasonic or Sony
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There's only one thing, left for me then;
Watching whole continents slide into the sea
Don't worry, I'll get it on tape oh,
If it happens while you're away, oh
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