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John Tams
John Tams
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Lyrics

You don't need a man with a brick in his hand
Or a glass in your face so you know where you stand
Lift up your heads from out of the sand
And you might see what a state we're in
You don't need the papers to tell you all the news
If you stand by the reds or you're truant to the blues
Lift up your eyes instead of looking down at your shoes
You might see what a state we're in
And I'm alright, yeah, at the foot of the ladder
Alright, yeah, I'm safe on the wall
Alright, yeah, and if you climb just a little bit higher
But the higher you climb, the further you fall
You don't need a number instead of a name
If you don't like the smoke, then don't fan the flame
And if you look into a mirror, you might see who is to blame
You might see what a state we're in
You don't need a salesman to prattle and to pose
If you buy one of these, you get a free one of those
He could sell you a ring to put right through your nose
And you might see what a state we're in
And I'm alright, yeah, at the foot of the ladder
Alright, yeah, I'm safe on the wall
Alright, yeah, and if you climb just a little bit higher
But the higher you climb, the further you fall
You don't need the queues for assistance and for dole
Taxation, inflation, population control
If you listen to the tills, you can hear the bells toll
You can hear what a state we're in
And I'm alright, yeah, at the foot of the ladder
Alright, yeah, I'm safe on the wall
Alright, yeah, and if you climb just a little bit higher
But the higher you climb, the further you fall
And I'm alright, yeah, at the foot of the ladder
Alright, yeah, I'm safe on the wall
Alright, yeah, and if you climb just a little bit higher
But the higher you climb, the further you fall
Written by: John Tams
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