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[album version:] Bullshit dinners and the free champagne

[clean version:] Showbiz dinners and the free champagne,

Men in suits who think they know it all

No one knows me but they know my name, That's not real to me



Hotel lobby to the airplane, Another country but they start to look the same

Watch the world behind a window pane, That's not real to me



When I see my babies run, When all the madness has been and gone

I raise my family and live in peace, Now thats what's real to me

Real to me.



Dying flowers in a dressing room,

A dangerous time to let your head make up its own mind

Got me thinking that the spirits flown,

That's not real to me



When I see my babies run, When all the madness has been and gone

I raise my family and live in peace, Now that's what's real to me



Picnics in the garden and the children they can play,

The first day of the summer and I'll laze here all the day

We'll invite the family round and drink some English tea,

Then I raise up my finger and watch football on t.v



When I see my babies run, When all the madness has been and gone

I raise my family and live in peace, Now that's what's real to me

That's what's real to me

Wake up you might be dreaming, Wake up you might be dreaming now


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