(It's a) Long Way to Paradise (From Here)

When you're young you stand your ground

And nothing seem to get you down at all

Then you grow to realise

That everything ain't black and white, it's brown

On and on your life drags on and every day's the same

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It's a long way to paradise from here

It's a long way to paradise from here

Every week you stand in line

You queue to put your name upon a form

And every week they have devised

Another way of making you feel small

On and on your life grinds on and you're not living at all

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You think you're tough, You think you're smart

But they know how to break your heart

they'll chew you up and spit you out and make you start again

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