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Hey, Mr. Euro
I love your EEC
Come down to earth and lay your hands on me
I said hey, Mr. Smile and Style
I love that shiny suit
I meant to get one just like that
But I must have took another route
It comes into your head
You stick it in your head
You shout attack, attack, attack
And cannot be grounded
Well, hey, Mr. Make and Break
Do you know what it means
To live your life looking out of a can of beans?
It comes into your head
You stick it in your head
You shout attack, attack, attack
And don′t look back
You know the score
Rise up above us all
You're on a roll, a roll, a roll
And cannot be grounded
Shout, shout, shout
All look out, out, out, out, out
Shout, shout, shout
Hit the ground, down, down, down
I said hey, Mr. Universe
God knows where you′ve been
I can't relate to a single thing
In your classic magazine
It comes into your head
You stick it in your head
You shout attack, attack, attack
And don't look back
You know the score
Rise up above us all
You′re on a roll, a roll, a roll
And cannot be grounded
Stick it in your head
You stick it in your head
You shout attack, attack, attack
And don′t look back
You know the score
Rise up above us all
You're on a roll, a roll, a roll
And cannot be grounded
It comes into your head
You stick it in your head
You shout attack, attack, attack
And don′t look back
You know the score
Rise up above us all
You're on a roll, a roll, a roll
And cannot be grounded
Stick it in your head
You wear it in your head
You shout attack, attack, attack
And don′t look back
You know the score
Rise up above us all
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Writer(s): Richard David Smith, Alfie Thomas, Karl Hyde Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
