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Disco club 688 said they'd have a free beer night |
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We all knew we had to go, couldn't have known that the bomb would blow |
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All the regulars smelled like shit, We got tanked up on the flowing draft |
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Queers all gave us hated stares, We were drunk, we didn't care |
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(Chorus) |
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{It was black that night it was black as night, of the disco fight of the disco riot} |
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Club sent up a moldy band, Friends went up to make a stand |
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One cup of draft on the stage, bouncers got in a pissed off rage |
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Beer was gone it was time to go, fun had only started though |
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Up the street we realized, 3 of the boys been left behind |
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Bill met a guy with a van and a wrench, beat his head to a bloody mess |
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They ran us down with the van, Chris took a broken leg like a man |
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Cops grabbed us, we all went down, They can't run us out of this black old town |
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Face and name on the local news, got us in court with their faithful screws |
