PITY POOR ALFIE/FEVER - The Jam



The streets of pleasure took you to top

But every light was red and every sign said stop

I felt so confined, just like glued to this spot, oh

'Cause we were sleeping in the noon day sun

We escaped the test and the marathon run

And no one heard and these mournful cries of



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