Stiff upper lip and the White Cliffs of Dover
It's good to be British
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Stiff upper lip and the White Cliffs of Dover
It's good to be British
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb...
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