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Lyrics:
VERSE 1:
Years and years, of painful tears
And then they tell you, "Go and pick a career"
But they just don't stop, and if you drop
You'll coin no care because you don't mean a lot
Get me a drink, and a pack of golds
Cos I don't plan on growing old
But eighteen, eighteen is a schoolboy's dream
Cos you can have a smoke and an Irish cream.
CHORUS 1:
But this, this is where it all begins
The lying, the cheating, the crying, weeping
Nobody is perfect, except for everyone but me
But upon the clearing mist
And when the priest goes atheist
I'll be there, and I'll be the one to say
That this is where it all begins.
VERSE 2:
Switch on the telly, and read the news
They'll tell you drink and knives are what we choose
We're all evil, that's a given fact
Underage, and underclass
Waiting, waiting for that bell to ring
Cos we just wanna live our lives and shout and sing
But the men at the top, put forth their dreams
On how to ensure that we'll never be free.
CHORUS 2:
And this, this is where it all begins
The crying, the cheating, the putrid greetings
Nobody is listening to the things we gotta be
But when it comes around
And when the walls come crashing down
We'll be there, and I solemnly declare
That this is where it all begins.
BRIDGE:
Take us back, to the, dead end track, again
And all the hate we've tasted
Look around, and you, hear the sounds, all day
Of all the youth that's wasted
And we shall pay, and waste our days
For all of our, hypothetical sins
But give us crap, and then, we'll come back, for more
Cos this is where it all begins.
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