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Max Chance Show 24-03-2026 at 18:00

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Max Chance Show 24-03-2026 at 18:00

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SheffieldLive! Latest PodcastsMax Chance Show 24-03-2026 at 18:00. Machine-transcribed; use the interactive transcript above to jump the player to any line.

Sinti ni i ma tunai airete te moe kokudu Baine pan da kokudu Bimme awee kokudu newee Bimme awee kokudu newee Tolo te naso pezara bebo moe parake Parake nela kyo Bimme awee kokudu newee Bimme awee kokudu newee Bimme awee kokudu newee Bimme awee kokudu newee

Hi, I'm Kelly Walker and you're listening to Sheffield Live It's good of you to ask me, sir, how I spend my days, what a glass and lad is, sir, working for my pain, by coal I saw a future, sir, but my father's trade, but here that can't spot nothing, sir, paradise betrayed. Looking through the windows, all your world to see,

to you I'm just another refugee. My mother is the money, sir, it's hard to make and sleep. To my children's dead in sleep hungry, mad to feed, looking through the windows, all your world to see, to you I'm just another refugee. Have this country is my home, this land of opportunities,

cast your eye upon me, sir, what price the dreams that brought me here. Looking through the windows, all your world to see, forever, just another refugee. Looking through the windows, I don't want to fade away. Looking through the windows, I don't want to fade away. Looking through the windows, I don't want to fade away. Looking through the windows.

I'm on the hand of your heart, with you all the time. Your skin was cool, your soul was sad. You only want your time inside your home. Your head was blue, like a cannonball. I can be your heart, if you don't want one. I can be your heart, if you don't want one. I need a refugee,

I'm on my side, staying with my mom, taking you down, feeling pressing stars, I don't know how to decide I'm telling you from all And take you back But I can be your own I can be your own I can be your own I can be your own I can be your own I won't risk my life Till I see you in the sky Skin it all down To the ground I can skin it all down To the ground I can skin it all down

To the ground I can skin it all down

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