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GPanic on the streets of EmiLondon
GPanic on the streets of EmiBirmingham
I Cwonder to Dmyself
GCould life ever be Emisame again
On the GLeeds side streets that you Emislip down
I Cwonder to Dmyself
GHope's may rise under EmiGrasmeres
GBut honeypie, you're not Emisafe here
So you run Cdown
To the safety of the Dtown.
But there's panic on the streets of Carlisle,
Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
I wonder to myself.
GBurn down the Emidisco,
GHang the blessed EmiD.J.,
Because the Cmusic that they constantly Dplay,
It says nothing to me about my life,
Hang the blessed D.J.,
Because the music that they constantly play,
On the Leeds side streets that you slip down,
On the provincial towns you jog round,
Hang the CD.J., hang the D.J., hang the DD.J.
Hang the CD.J., hang the D.J., hang the DD.J.
Hang the CD.J., hang the D.J., hang the DD.J.
Hang the GD.J., hang the EmiD.J.
Hang the GD.J., hang the EmiD.J.
Hang the CD.J., hang the D.J., hang the DD.J.
Hang the GD.J., hang the EmiD.J.
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