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I remember once as a boy of nine
My sister eating glass
Though she thought it strange for a glucose fruit
She enjoyed the taste it had

Having lived with you over seven years
It's amazing looking back
At the time our parents were of the view
Outside marriage it would never last

Now my parents they were divorced last year
And yours are separating soon
If they'd spent less time picking holes in us
Maybe they might not have been doomed

I remember once, as a child at school
My teacher calling me
And it wasn't "Raymond, step forward please"
It was "O'Sullivan, come here"

Now at school they teach you to be polite
But as far as I am concerned
If the ones who teach you don't know themselves
How on earth are we supposed to learn?

You might remember, just a few years back
Man's first footprints on the moon
Who'd have thought that after such a giant step
It would mean so little, so soon, mean so little, so soon

If you go outside for a breath of air
And you start by breathing in
When you feel it's done you a power of good
It could have done more damage than you'd think

For the air we breath may be all that's ours
But you mustn't be fooled by space
At the rate we're going we'll all be dead
Breathing in our very own waste

It's amazing really, let me explain
The thought of ending up dust
Is a clear reminder to those who feel
They're superior to us, superior to us
I remember once as a boy of nine   My sister eating glass   Though she thought it strange for a glucose fruit   She enjoyed the taste it had      Having lived with you over seven years   It's amazing looking back   At the time our parents were of the view   Outside marriage it would never last      Now my parents they were divorced last year   And yours are separating soon   If they'd spent less time picking holes in us   Maybe they might not have been doomed      I remember once, as a child at school   My teacher calling me   And it wasn't "Raymond, step forward please"   It was "O'Sullivan, come here"      Now at school they teach you to be polite   But as far as I am concerned   If the ones who teach you don't know themselves   How on earth are we supposed to learn?      You might remember, just a few years back   Man's first footprints on the moon   Who'd have thought that after such a giant step   It would mean so little, so soon, mean so little, so soon      If you go outside for a breath of air   And you start by breathing in   When you feel it's done you a power of good   It could have done more damage than you'd think      For the air we breath may be all that's ours   But you mustn't be fooled by space   At the rate we're going we'll all be dead   Breathing in our very own waste      It's amazing really, let me explain   The thought of ending up dust   Is a clear reminder to those who feel   They're superior to us, superior to us
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