The holes that filled
The Albert Hall
Waste disposal park
I wanna go
Where flowers grow
I want to but I can't
The flower
Rich lowland grass
Is disappearing fast
The bluebells
In the forest groan
As we breathe our last

Chorus:
I think I'll go
To the exchange
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I mean to go to
All the places
Where I've never been
I wanna see
All the things
That I've never seen
I think I'll go
To the exchange
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So what is eight point
Six months
To the corporate span
I'm global warming
To the idea that they do it
'Cause they can
And for the Snowdon Lily
In the beachy wood
Some poetic inspiration
If I only could

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Twenty two million tons
Of rubbish coming down on me
How on Earth
Am I ever gonna be free

When Edward G. Robinson
Went 'round his final bend
We all know
What the big payoff was
We eat ourselves in the end
Twenty two million tons
Of rubbish
In the neighbourhood
For some poetic inspiration
If I only could

(Chorus)

Make room, make room
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I think I'll go home now
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