National Rust

I can see it where the water drained out,

Like a rainbow except every colours brown,

Like a fire in a house it’s all around it’s national,

Every time I’m being told something the same,

By some creep holding a big bucket of paint,

We can get it done in just a couple days how irrational,

Come light or come shade, come sun or come rain, I’m out, I’m dancing, I’m giving up.

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I feel like I am on the run,

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And it has only just begun

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You’re looking out, I’m looking up,

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Rust!

Drying out of all the paint it never stops,

Dying slowly like a lobster in a pot,

Seem so happy just to let the metal rot they’re so casual,

They’ll have to change the pic on every postcard,

Have to change the shade of every passport,

As they sit all day and watch the paint chipping off,

How magical,

Come light or come shade, come sun or come rain, I’m out, I’m dancing, I’m giving up,

(National)

I feel like I am on the run,

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And it has only just begun

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You’re looking out, I’m looking up,

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Rust!