It’s that little souvenir of a terrible year Which makes my eyes feel sore... It’s that little souvenir of a colourful year Which makes me smile inside So I cynically, cynically say, the world is that way Surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise Here’s where the story ends Ooh here’s where the story ends
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crazy I know, places I go
make me feel so tired
I can see how people look down
I'm on the outside
oh here's where the story ends
It’s that little souvenir of a terrible year
Which makes my eyes feel sore...
It’s that little souvenir of a colourful year
Which makes me smile inside
So I cynically, cynically say, the world is that way
Surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise
Here’s where the story ends
Ooh here’s where the story ends
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