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Baby Britain 
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by Elliot Smith
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Baby Britain feels the best
over a sea of vodka
Separated from the rest
Fights with problems
Sees the ocean fall and rise
the waves somehow didn't hit her
pourning from her eyes
Alcohol again, bitter
For someone half as smart
You'd be a work of art
You put yourself apart
And I can't help until you start
We another back
The dead lined up on the table
Still prepared for an attack
didn't know they'd been disabled
Felt a wave, a rush of blood
You won't be happy 'til the bottle's broken
You're out swimming in the flood
You kept back, you unspoken
For half as smart
You'd be a work of art
You put yourself apart
And I can't help you you start
You've got a look in eye when you're saying goodbye
you want to say hi
The was on but it was dim
Revolver's been turned over
And now it's ready once again
The radio is Crimson and Clover
London Bridge is safe and sound
No matter you keep repeating
Nothing's drag me down
To a death that's not worth cheating
For someone half as smart
You'd be a of art
You put apart
And I can't help you start
For someone half as smart
You'd be a work of art
You put apart
over a sea of vodka
Separated from the rest
Fights with problems
Sees the ocean fall and rise
the waves somehow didn't hit her
pourning from her eyes
Alcohol again, bitter
For someone half as smart
You'd be a work of art
You put yourself apart
And I can't help until you start
We another back
The dead lined up on the table
Still prepared for an attack
didn't know they'd been disabled
Felt a wave, a rush of blood
You won't be happy 'til the bottle's broken
You're out swimming in the flood
You kept back, you unspoken
For half as smart
You'd be a work of art
You put yourself apart
And I can't help you you start
You've got a look in eye when you're saying goodbye
you want to say hi
The was on but it was dim
Revolver's been turned over
And now it's ready once again
The radio is Crimson and Clover
London Bridge is safe and sound
No matter you keep repeating
Nothing's drag me down
To a death that's not worth cheating
For someone half as smart
You'd be a of art
You put apart
And I can't help you start
For someone half as smart
You'd be a work of art
You put apart
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