Wasteland Lyrics - The View

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This is the wasteland, we call this the wasteland,
Where fewer little posh boys can`t believe we treasure beer cans.
Where`d you get those fans,
Found them at the shop man,
Peculiar place to find them but they`re dedicated View fans.

You think it`s cynical to this home a miracle,
It`s not a miracle; we`re just so strangely typical,
Initiate in one gang, initiations tough man,
Imprisonment is on the cards,
We`re heading for the quick sand.

Sign on the brew, coz there`s nothing to do,
Nothing to do, but listen to you,
Not listening to you my parents told me not to,
This is the wasteland, our idealistic wasteland,
Regurgitated circle of a seven hour shop stand.

So steal a car chief, the police are off the beat thief,
They`ll find it funny when they see insurance relief,
Sign on the brew, coz there`s nothing to do,
Nothing to do, but I listen to you,
I`m not listening to you my parents told me not to,

Think you`re a hard prick, something quite sadistic,
No you weren`t sadistic when he`d done you with the brick vick,
Your land is boring, so very, very boring.
Wouldn`t dream to wonder if it`s raining or it`s snowing.

This is the wasteland, wasteland...

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