Out on the streets I'm a cannibal
Another savage on a string
And on the streets we're invisible
A dead canary never sings
Out on the streets
Where the world is changed
I've seen it for myself
Bilingual roadsigns burnt in my mind
A heritage of doubt
Let's hear it for the sons and the daughters
Of the world forgotten countries
A country dressed up in another's colours
Is a faded lonely light
Let's hear it for the sons and the daughters
Of the world forgotten countries
A country dressed up in another's colours
Is a faded lonely light
Out on the streets I'm a cannibal
Another savage on a string
And on the streets we're invisible
A dead canary never sings
Out on the streets
Where the world is changed
I've seen it for myself
Bilingual roadsigns burnt in my mind
A heritage of doubt
Let's hear it for the sons and the daughters
Of the world forgotten countries
A country dressed up in another's colours
Is a faded lonely light
Let's hear it for the sons and the daughters
Of the world forgotten countries
A country dressed up in another's colours
Is a faded lonely light
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So let's hear it for the sons and the daughters
Of the world forgotten countries
A country dressed up in another's colours
Is a faded lonely light
Let's hear it for the sons and the daughters
Of the world forgotten countries
A country dressed up in another's colours
Is a faded lonely lightÂu0085
Is a faded lonely lightÂu0085
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Is a faded lonely light!
Let's hear it for the sons and the daughters
Of the world forgotten countries
A country dressed up in another's colours
Is a faded lonely light
Let's hear it for the sons and the daughters
Of the world forgotten countries
A country dressed up in another's colours
Is a faded lonely light
So let's hear it for the sons and the daughters
Of the world forgotten countries
A country dressed up in another's colours
Is a faded lonely light
Let's hear it for the sons and the daughters
Of the world forgotten countries
A country dressed up in another's colours
Is a faded lonely light

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