| Ow! |
| The city man is killing me
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| My babe says don’t come around
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| She’s gotta go out and drink some bread
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| And the welfare man, he’s been hanging 'round
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| There’s trouble in the streets tonight
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| Short tempers heat and boil
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| Tension like a cobra snake
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| Set to strike that’s stiffly coiled
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| I’m feelin' easy now, there’s a smile on my face
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| Ooh, get me out of this place
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| GET ME OUT OF THIS PLACE!
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| The penny arcade is crazy
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| That people come here to play
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| Distorted mirrors keep starin' back
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| They got nothin' more to say
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| Anger burns inside of me
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| Give me a war to fight
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| I’m feelin' cold, feelin' restless
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| Out on the streets tonight
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| I’m feelin' easier now, there’s a smile on my face
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| Ooh, get me out of this place
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| Gotta, get me out of this place!
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| The game is totally out of control
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| There’s no place left to run
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| I’ll find myself some freedom
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| With the business end of this gun
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| Like an animal being hunted
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| I got nothin' more to lose
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| This life that I was given
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| Sure as hell ain’t the one I choose
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| I’m feelin' easier now, there’s a smile on my face
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| I’m feelin' easier now, there’s a smile on my face
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| Just, get me out of this place
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| Get me out of this place!
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| I want out of this place
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| I need out of this place, you gotta
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| Get me, get me out of this place
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| Gotta run, I gotta run, yeah I gotta run
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| Gotta get me out of this place…
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| I want out… yeah I want out… |