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He was a leader of a small gang |
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Commiting crimes each day |
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But time has changed where he was proud |
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It's a far away |
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He took living easy, his bad reputation |
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Oh it was known all around |
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But he didn't care no, he made the demandings |
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Now he is down and out |
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Thought he knew the tricks of life |
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Prowling in the dark |
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Now he's left by all his friends |
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'cause he lived apart, of them |
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He was a leader, a vicious survivor |
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His fame is covered with blood |
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Now he's just a number, he lost all his power |
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The king has lost his face |
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Down down down, though the king lost his crown |
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Caught and sentenced, he was guilty |
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Down down down, though the king lost his crown |
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It's too late- far too high |
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Late far too high |
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He was a leader of a small gang |
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Commiting crimes each day |
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But time has changed where he was proud |
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It's a far away |
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He took living easy, his bad reputation |
|
Oh it was known all around |
|
But he didn't care no, he made the demandings |
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Now he is down and out |
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Down down down, though the king lost his crown |
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Caught and sentenced, he was guilty |
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Down down down, though the king lost his crown |
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It's too late- far too high |
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Down down down, though the king lost his crown |
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Caught and sentenced, he was guilty |
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Down down down, though the king lost his crown |
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It's too late- far too high |
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Late far too high |
