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May 2013
Looks like God's on the premium rate after a quarter to eight
and I was home late
so I've just got to pay
and I've had a real horrible day
and I just wanted to talk to him
just wanted to let him in
so he could say it's okay
But I'm not paying over the odds
to talk to any of my God's
****** telecom they make a ****** bomb
charge what they like
and then hike up the price that we've got to pay
did I tell you
I've had a horrible day?
I probably did
and I'm glad to be rid of it
Telecom's sh*t
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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