Forgotten Town

The Christians

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    No life we're living when there's no time for giving

    No sign of loving in this age of push and shoving.
    Another boy with a broken heart

    can't you see the pressure tearing me apart?
    Oh
    there's so much for me to overcome

    should I stay and fight?
    Well
    where else is there I can run?

    How can I get out? There's no way I can get out!
    How can I get out? There's no way I can get out!
    How can I get out? There's no way I can get out!
    How can I get out? There's no way I can get out!

    No life we're living when there's no time for giving

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    No reassuring can end what I'm enduring.
    I'm looking hard for the slightest sign

    Hear your words echoing around my mind.
    I'm starting to believe what the papers say

    Yet one more blow and I'm reeling but can't run away.

    How can I get out? There's no way I can get out!
    How can I get out? There's no way I can get out!

    And if you'd open your eyes
    you'd know there's so much you could do.
    Oh
    if you'd open your eyes
    you'd make a thousand wishes come true.
    Well
    this must be one of the troubles
    of a-living in forgotten town.
    Don't get me wrong

    hear the hollow words a-ringing now the chips are down.

    No life we're living when there's no time for giving

    No reassuring can end what I'm enduring.

    How can I get out? There's no way I can get out! . . .

    And if you'd open your eyes you'd know
    there's so much you could do. . . .
    Well
    this must be one of the troubles
    of a-living in forgotten town.
    Don't get me wrong

    hear the hollow words a-ringing now the chips are down.
    This must be one of the troubles of a-living in forgotten town!

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    Composition: Henry Priestman

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