It'll never happen until you remove
Until you flatten your 10-20-30-40-15 storey halo

Bottle blondes and beach boys
Might marvel at the size
But honey something that big
You now the best don't advertise

Has no-one ever told you
You gotta body build to last?
But with that 15 storey deadstop
You're going nowhere, and fast

10-20-30-40! 15 storey halo!
10-20-30-40! 15 storeys high!
10-20-30-40! 15 storey halo
10-20-30-40? 7 miles wide
7 miles wide!

"Ask a judge and jury
Joe find me 12 just men
We're gonna bottle up their fury
Make sure don't happen again"

All the rebel boys got payrolled
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Now they're queuing outside the bank
Like 14 carat playboys
On a trans-cool trans-world tramp

10-20-30-40! 15 storey halo!
10-20-30-40! 15 storeys high!
10-20-30-40! 15 storey halo
10-20-30-40? 7 miles wide
7 miles wide!

And so you meet this guy
A regular gala-had
A real house-trained barbarian
And so you drop him
Like a bad habit
But anything that comes along
You grab it

Oh we're all waiting
For a saving grace
Hands that soothe
Hands that smoothe the human race
Yes we're all waiting
For a saving grace
Hands that soothe
Hands that smoothe the human race

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