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You say they will get you anyway |
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'cause they've got pretty tricks to make you stay |
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When all turns out to be unjust |
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then I'll turn back and help you out |
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But the two of us knew that the urban structure fitted so much |
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better with the drugs and the sick little goings on so I have come just to |
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check on your injuries and make believe that you're running out of time |
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But you can't feel it |
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or slightly move it |
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or even touch it |
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So better burn down the town hall |
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the corn fields |
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the tower blocks |
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and secret paths |
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the main roads |
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and skater parks |
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the public pools |
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and dead end school yards |
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The train rides to any club night |
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We fall too long just to stay along wishes |