Up In Heaven (Not Only Here)

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The towers of London, these crumbling rocks   
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Reality estates that the hero's got   
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And every hour's marked by the chime of a clock   
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And whatcha gonna do when the darkness surrounds?   
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You can piss in the lifts which have broken down   
        F#m                       A/E          D 
You can watch from the debris the last bedroom light   
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We're invisible here just past midnight   
   
The wives hate their husbands and their husbands don't care   
Their children daub slogans to prove they lived there   
A giant pipe organ up in the air   
You can't live in a home which should not have been built   
By the bourgeoise clerks who bear no guilt   
When the wind hits this building this building it tilts   
One day it will surely fall to the ground...   
   
Fear is just another commodity here   
They sell us peeping holes to peek when we hear   
A bang on the door resoundingly clear   
Who would really want to move in here?   
The children play faraway, the corridors are bare   
This room is a cage its like captivity   
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How can anyone exist in such misery?   
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It has been said not only here   
   
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"Allianza dollars are spent    
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To raise the towering buildings   
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For the weary bones of the workers   
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To go back in the morning   
To be strong in the morning" 
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