Hell No

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Call it pie in the sky, call it what you will
Can the pressure on guns ever stop a kill?
Hell no
Hell no

Was I looking for love when I went online?
Was the man that I thought was a girl just fine?
Hell no
Hell no

Fire in your belly (who'll put it out)
George as in Melly (sipping a stout)
P's as in queues that stretch 'round the block
Hoping to find a home

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Go to work on an egg, it's an ancient right
Doesn't mean if you do like it's on a bike
Hell no
Hell no

Pull your weight as they say only one thing wrong
Did you feel when you did that it felt like fun?
Hell no
Hell no

Run with the devil, see how he tries
Cheating to win, of course
My take on running always has been
Watch as away they sprint
Not joining in like flint

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Clue me in what you think might be going on
Should a knee-jerk reaction be slowly done
Hell no
Hell no

Do you think if you asked anyone, you see
Over 60's an age they would like to be
Hell no
Hell no

You take the high road (I'll take the path)
You take a rain check (I'll take a bath)
Where there's a will, there's always a claim
Nobody can deny

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Credits
Writer(s): Gilbert O'sullivan
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