Running with the wrong crowd

By The Whomping Willows

On 1975

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You have the heart to turn out better

But all these lies have split your soul in two

You follow his commands to the letter

But contradictions fester within you

I know you'll come to your senses

Become the noble man you are

Let down all those defenses

Put some love in your heart and you'll go far


[Chorus]

Regulus

You're running with the wrong crowd

Regulus

You're running with the wrong crowd

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You're running with the wrong crowd

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You're running with the wrong crowd

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You're running with the wrong crowd

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You'rе running with the wrong crowd

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You're running with the wrong crowd

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You're running with the wrong crowd

You've admired the Dark Lord for a long time

But his heart is rotten underneath that smile

It's time you start thinking for yourself, man

He's no hero and you're no child

Your mom and dad, they really love you

And there's nothing wrong with family pride

You might feel proud to be a pureblood

But you draw the line at genocide


[Chorus]

Regulus

You're running with the wrong crowd

Regulus

You're running with the wrong crowd

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You're running with the wrong crowd

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You're running with the wrong crowd

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You're running with the wrong crowd

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You're running with the wrong crowd

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You're running with the wrong crowd

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You're running with the wrong crowd

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You're running with the wrong crowd