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Berkshire Poppies [Stereo EU Version]

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So many people with nothing to do Hundreds of buildings that block out my view Watched by a tramp with a hole in his shoe Standing alone on the corner He's thinking that work is all a big joke While he looks in the gutter for something to smoke And two hundred kids in one red Mini Moke Scream down the street fully loaded Stay in the city, oh what a pity I could be in Berkshire where the poppies grow so pretty I could be in Berkshire where the poppies grow so pretty I wish that I were there I wouldn't really have a care People like sardines packed in a can Waiting for Christmas that's made in Japan And I'm having trouble with my apple plan Set in the cafe on the corner I walk through the green gates and into the park Where murderers crawl up to girls in the dark Down by the Serpentine I heard a remark I turned round but no one could hear Stay in the city, oh what a pity I could be in Berkshire where the poppies grow so pretty I could be in Berkshire where the poppies grow so pretty I wish that I were there I wouldn't really have a care I wouldn't really have a care I wouldn't really have a care