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Nobody Told Me |
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John Lennon |
Everybody's talking
And on one says a word
Everybody's making love
And no one really cares
There's Nazis in the backroom
Just below the stairs
Always something happening
And nothing going on
There's always something cooking
And nothing in the pot
They're starving back in China
So finish what you got
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed
Strange days indeed
Everybody's runnin'
And no one makes a move
Well everybody's a winner
And nothing left to lose
There's a little yellow idol
To the north of Katmandu
Everybody's flying
And no one leaves the ground
Or everybody's crying
And no one makes a sound
There's a place for us in movies
You just gotta stay around
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed
Most peculiar, Mama
Everybody's smoking
And no one's getting high
Everybody's flying
And never touch the sky
There's UFO's over New York
And I ain't too surprised
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed
Most peculiar, Mama
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