Africa

Oh, I wake up in the morning, can't get out of bed
 What a terrible aching in my head
 I'm pulling up the sheet, shutting out the light
 But not today, today I cannot fight
 I couldn't get to work if I wanted to
 The state I'm in, you'd be glad if I don't
 I wash my face, comb my hair
 Any minute and I will soon be there
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 I'm standing by the sink, looking over Market Square
 The freezing windows, going out I cannot face
 The dirty dishes from the night before
 And dirty clothes are strewn across the floor
 I couldn't get to work if I wanted to
 The state I'm in, you'd be glad if I don't
 I wash my face, comb my hair
 Any minute and I will soon be there (word)
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 'Cause I'll go down to Africa
 When I fall asleep
 The burning plains of Africa
 Is where I'm going to be
 Oh, I've said, "Goodbye", to Holloway
 Farewell Southend-on-Sea
 The burning plains of Africa
 Is where you will find me
 I will soon be there
 I will soon be there
 'Cause I'll go down to Africa
 'Cause I'll go down to Africa