(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster) Smokers smoking in the smoking room, fishes in the fish tank sailors waiting for the tide to turn, too bad the ship sank well dressed wax-work wound up to walk stares through the window clown in the alley-way looking for an exit, facing the shadows I don`t patronise you I dont` try to put you down I don`t criticise you I ain`t the one , I ain`t the one to judge Hard hitting journalist, says he`s a communist says he believes in world war III lives in a high-rent luxury apartment, he ain`t fooling me I don`t patronise you I dont` try to put you down I don`t criticise you I ain`t the one , I ain`t the one to judge Reading the newspaers, keeping in touch they steal your secrets, but i ain`t the one to judge ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
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