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It's hard to understand the accents, we had to be there
We had to throw ourselves into it, becoming the blind-led sophisticates
You had to understand the entrance, we had to be there
With the force of a thrown net, sprung, with a champion's idea of wrong
What is it, too much to lose or too little left to live for?
You had to understand, take it from me, take some names
Your wasted English a source of pride
You wore it loud through the capital's quiet
It's hard to understand the accent, but we had to be there
Be swept up in the brawl and brag in its own gravitational drag
What is it, too much to lose or too little left to live for?
