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When it all goes wrong, man, you know that feeling |
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Gotta work and still can't pay rent |
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See them walk by in the latest fashion |
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The streets are filled with just me and them |
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When money is your |
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God with your credit cards |
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Quality of life is just fucked up |
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I just turn around and watch a |
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Cadillac car, see |
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Them mow' em all down, oh, yeah |
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Dead yuppies on the sidewalk, right in front of me |
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Dead yuppies on the sidewalk, lying on the streets |
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Never coming back as far as |
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I can seeDead yuppies on the sidewalk, right in front of me |
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Front of me, lying there, right on the street |
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Living life with no believing |
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Well, everything is all profit then |
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Raising the rents in the neighborhood buildings |
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Sixty hours a week and |
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I'm a still broke man |
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They're in the restaurants in the laundromat |
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Every where |
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I go, you know, |
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I see'emAs |
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I pass by, beside a runaway car and |
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I watch' em, all die, oh, yeah |
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They were sitting in the restaurant outside, you know that part |
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Across the street, at the light, he had a heart |
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Attack, hit the gas, that's all she wrote |
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He had a heart attack, hit the gas |
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Leave their dead bodies in the trash, dead bodies |