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Hello anger its me I've calling almost an hour
I left a message on your
Yeah, I guess you're out
Heard a guy got killed today
by nine and dead by one
We all red don't we
No matter what side of town we're
from

And I was driving out of
Listening to the
And wanted to know
Why does the whole country accused
And just as the answer was coming
I under I railway bridge
And the words got lost in a of static
We washed our hands, disguised the

And I have known we'd never do it
see humanity as some screwball work of art
We've gotta pick our and choose our pigments
bulletin Britain rallying round its colour chart

We've been hanging on each report shaking our heads and loading blanks
It's been slowly gaining in the public memory banks
So that if we just close our eyes we may all be absolved
talk to us about blame, in fact don't talk at all; there problem solved

And I should have we'd never do it
Never see humanity as screwball work of art
We've gotta pick our and choose our pigments
That's bulletin Britain round its colour chart

And they're coming to the spilling names and what they've learned
And she's muttering her you's even as the deadbolt turned

I should have known we'd do it
Never see humanity as some screwball of art
We've gotta our shades and choose our pigments
That's bulletin Britain rallying round its colour

We our borders, our specifics
We've got culture on a population graph
the them and us with extremist hieroglyphics
And that's Britain rallying round its colour chart

Hello anger its me been calling almost an hour
Left a on your machine
Yeah, I guess you're out