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Eurythmics
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Good For Nothing
He works so hard with no holidays but all his clothes are tailor-made his mother said son 'you've got it made' 'well you had it made' 'yesterday' but now it's all for nothing good for nothing
he goes to bed with a lava lamp beds full of books hair still damp his father said son 'do well at camp' 'you'll be a champ' 'not a tramp' 'not a good for nothing' 'all or nothing'
but I was a cocky sod and Johnny was a northern mod and we ruled the world I wore a velvet cloak it looked like a fucking joke Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com but it pulled the girls
I got a job on a market stall we sold Roxy Music the one with Jerry Hall my stepfather said son 'you've got it all' 'so just have a ball' 'until you fall into nothing' 'it's good to be nothing'
but I was a cheeky git and Johnny nearly had a fit when I stole his guitar I found a new place to stay
and a hippy who could teach me to play so I could be a big star then I was on the BBC Johnny looking that must be fun I wore a tartan suit I thought I looked pretty cute but now I think what a cunt!
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