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The catch, the crux and the rub, boys
I never got home, boys
So I'm howling all night with the cats, boys
In Jerusalem, boys
I kept my fingers crossed and my stomach in knots, boys
I was doing whatever the hell I want, boys
Always pissed off but never been caught, boys
In Jerusalem, boys
I met you running away from home, boys
You were just loving it all, boys
Keep on running until you get, boys
In Jerusalem, boys
Right now
I've been fettered and I've been free, boys
I been fed up with what's expected of me, boys
My damn own fault now innit? Boys
Now Jerusalem, boys
Irresponsible divine
Never saving a dime
Feast or famine that's just fine
Hell, everything will be fine
Idealist, divine
You're a terrible liar
This is a trickster's world
A trickster makes this world
Jerusalem, boys
Jerusalem boys
Jerusalem boys
Jerusalem boys
Jerusalem boys
Jerusalem boys
Jerusalem boys
Jerusalem boys
Jerusalem boys
Jerusalem boys
Jerusalem boys
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