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| Oh a working class face glares back
At me from the glass and lurches Oh forgive me, on the streets I ran Turned sickness into popular song |
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Streets of wet black holes
On roads you can never know You never have been but they always have you Till the day that you croak It's no joke |
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Oh a working class face glares back
At me from the glass and lurches Oh forgive me on the streets I ran Turned sickness into unpopular song |
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And all these streets can do
Is to claim to know the real you And warn if you don't leave you will kill or be killed Which isn't very nice Here everybody's friendly But nobody's friends |
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Oh dear God, when will I be where I should be
And when the palmist said "One Thursday you will be dead" I said: "No, not me, this cannot be Dear God, take him, take them, take anyone The stillborn The newborn The infirm Take anyone Take people from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania Just spare me!" |
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