Question time that says I brought dishonour My head's bowed in shame, it seems that I've blackened the family name Mother says that she can't stand the neighbours talking I've gotta pack my bags, leave this home, start walking, yeah I'm guilty I wish that I was sorry this time I wish that I could pay for my crime I can't help thinking about me I can't help thinking about me I can't help thinking about me Remember when we used to go to church on Sundays I lay awake at night terrified of school on Mondays Oh, but it's too late now I wish I was a child again I wish I felt secure again I can't help thinking about me I can't help thinking about me I can't help thinking about me As I pass a recreation ground I remember my friends will always be found And I can't I can't help thinking about me I can't help thinking about me I can't help thinking about me Now I leave them all in the Never-Never Land The station seems so cold, the ticket's in my hand My girl calls my name, "Hi, Dave Drop in, see you around, come back if you're this way again" Oh, I'm on my own I've got a long, long way to go I hope I make it on my own I can't help thinking about me I can't help thinking about me I can't help thinking about me I can't help thinking about me I can't help thinking about me
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