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Oh, I feel sympathy
Be grateful my son for what you get
Expression and passion
Ten days for watching the sunset
When I was your age
Amusement we made for ourselves
"Permission to breathe, sir"
Don't talk like that, I'm your old man
They'll soon be demobbed son
So join up as soon as you can
You can't borrow that
'Cos that's for the races and doesn't grow on trees
I only feel what touches me
And feel in touching I can see
A better state to be in
Who has the right
To question what I might do
In feeling I should touch the real
And only things I feel
It's advice and it's nice
To know when you're best advised
You've only turned thirty
So son, you'd better apologize
And when you grow up
If you're good we will buy you a bike
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