Life In a Glasshouse

Once again, I'm in trouble with my only friend
 She is papering the windowpanes
 She is putting on a smile
 Living in a glasshouse
 And once again, packed like frozen food and battery hens
 Think of all the starving millions
 Don't talk politics and don't throw stones
 Your royal highnesses
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 Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
 Well of course I'd like to stay and chew the fat
 Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
 But someone's listening in
 Once again we are hungry for a lynching
 That's a strange mistake to make
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 You should turn the other cheek
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 Living in a glasshouse
 Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
 Well of course I'd like to stay and chew the fat
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 Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
 Only, only, only, only, only, only, only, only
 Only, only, only, only, only, only, only, only
 There's someone listening in