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I need a dream where I can live what I said |
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I need a place where I can put my head |
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I need a hoIe where I'll find darkness now |
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And if you hassle me, mister, I might just lose my head |
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Five minutes and you're almost there |
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Five minutes and you're almost dead |
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They came on a Saturday night |
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They killed the cat and they raped his wife |
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And in their eyes there was fear and hate |
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And when they spoke they spoke with knives |
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Five minutes and you're almost there |
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Five minutes and you're almost dead |
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Some say that l should hate them all |
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But I say that wouldn't help at all |
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I just wanna find those guys that's all |
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That's all |
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Five minutes and you're almost there |
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Five minutes and you're almost dead |
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The night time comes and the streets they ring |
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With the fears of a thousand things |
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But if you worry about your ports of call |
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You'll never get nothing done at all |
