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I want to go where the action is,
I want to fly through the urban blight, I want to live like a shadow in the dark, and only move at night. A story bought, A one story house that Lets the winter bleed. 21 years old and no money (Chorus) How did she know the roof would cave in, Over and over again. Beat up, bruised, a record that's broken, Adina's crying again Beat up Chevy with a trailer in tow, It's what they call home now. One more hill or river to cross on, On the way to another town. Crying in her beer and always running away, Maybe not so much running, but hoping, For better days. (Chorus) |
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| 2. |
| 2:55 |
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I'm money broke, It's no joke,
Can't cope, use the rope this time. Nuckle up, buckle up, The ride's getting rough, But I still won't lose my mind. I ask them if I could come in, And the first thing they said was no. If I can't come in, That means I can't come back, That means I've got nowhere to go. I'm a hyena fighting for the lion's share, Sometimes the lion's share ain't there, Absent from political authority, An animal I've become, Total disorder and confusion in the lifestyle that I run. Permit me to do what I want and I will, I'm a nomad to travel, Concrete, glass, ston, and gravel. Everytime I turn around, it's the same sad story, Getting ganked, I wishfit would end, In life's comisary, I'm a bad missonary, With a wicked message I send. Who can I trust in a world of green, When I'm taught to take and not to give, Who can I trust when I'm taught to take and not to give |
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| 2:24 |
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I didn't know what time it was until the sun went down
Detroit Michigan on the bus downtown Last night I was fighting on the street But tonight I have a girl next to me in this cold world She brings me heat I got a good feeling in a bad city tonight I gotta good feeling everything's gonna be alright Some run some fight I got a good feeling in a bad city tonight Detained in illegal custody spent the night in jail With a drunken priest and a hooker $500 bail Nobody knew who was who standing in the street like that I hit the ground to make a sound I got a good feeling in a bad city tonight I gotta good feeling everything's gonna be alright Some run some fight I got a good feeling in a bad city tonight Bus droped me off and I had to cough I couldn't breath 'cuz I got ripped off I couldn't realize by being satisfied 'cause it runs so thin And thats why im pissed off we had no money we had time She had the champagne I had the cisco wine She said do you want to come you better hurry because We'll have hell to pay |
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| 2:22 |
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knock knock
come in you wanna fight i'm gonna win i'll take you out in a minute step in my flat see what's in it i live in the land of wellfare state my flat used to be section 8 now it's a rat infested cocaine run my whole worls plays like a broken drum drunken bum yeah yeah yeah rats in the hallway again get up get out go ahead and ride away sit up our bed up your bed to lay kick up our rip up this place apart even when i'm finished i'm back at the start i'm out of line at adeline st. heat don't keep the crooked beat 4am no waves breaking what's left of the pm the am has taken drunken bum yeah yeah yeah rats in the hallway again outside my gate my crew is drinking a 40 oz the asked my if there's still rats in the hallway i said somethings ain't like the weather they never change for the better this girl came up to me she said she would do me no harm rolled up her sleeve and shoved me the tracks on her arm i said what's your name she said Mya she said Tim, wanna take you higher junkie drunken yeah yeah yeah rats in the hallway again zombie walking kid out on his own with no morals mr.high leaves the body in comes mr withdrawl pain is the only thing the body will alow the kid wants to dance the gangsters knows how johnny bought some shit down on market street shoot up boot up the human target he hit the dirty spike when he hit the scene it's easy to stay dirty when nothing is clean johnny's a writer who tags up jackel jackel just clamped on unclampable shackels rout up shoot up some dope to go like leagal currancy it's money it's like that rat tat tat kid got shot point blank in the back my land lord said not to be bumming he was on cocaine stoop and he had it coming he had it coming? he was only 12 years old he was in the blizzard he got shot for being cold it don't seem right tonight hit the lights alright watch the roaches run into the darkest room <i>[repeat 2x.]</i> drunken bum yeah yeah yeah rats in the hallway again |
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| 1:53 |
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In the dark with the Oakland skyline,
As I cross the city I avoid the landmines, All I wanna do is make it through without dying, All I wanna do is keep trying. (Chorus) Another Night, In the streets for me, Another Night, No santuary, Another Night, Come and watch me bleed, Another Night, In the streets for me. She wouldn't move until the coast was clear, She always knew the final battle was near, If you got a bag of dope she'll give it up for free, If you got a song of hope it'll help her see. (Chorus) In the dark looking up at the skyline... |
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| 2:26 |
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Break down the fear
I got my animosity I'm gonna break it down Armegeddon is comin' So you better start runnin' 'cause the big wave Is comin' to the shore No surprise that you see thru the lies of the system that's rotten To the core Hight tech surveilance Paranoia & violence Keeping the city at a calm Break down, break down Tear it apart The thing'g going off Like a bomb (Chorus) Helicopter's come down on me tonight My brother's sellin' cocaine He knows how to fight Hounded and harrassed In a power elite bought Sun ain't arise So I abide by my route (Chorus) I remember a cold December When I heard the revolution rock Didn't hear what they were saying I ran thru the mayhem of a police state On my back high tech surveilance |
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| 2:23 |
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you're working like a monkey
who's been training by a sick junkie on a mission to get money for a new suit and tie to wear to a reception where they envy your deception and give complements and praises to the ones they despite practicing your smile in the mirror all the while try to cultivate the style of the bastards in power i know what they're selling cuz their nervous twitch is telling you're coming off smelling like the pig of the hour <i>[repeat 2x.]</i> i got a lot of people telling me i'm outta my mind and i don't know why my brain was bleeding and my fingers were proceding through a notebook i was keeping since the dawning of time senses were coroaded you know that i was loaded you were dealing i was reeling from the feeling and the madness was consealing it's a siren song people that i trusted would surley have me busted if they ever had a clue what was really going on <i>[repeat 2x.]</i> i got a lot of people telling me i'm out of my mind and i don't know why (i don't know why...let's go) |
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| 2:15 |
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every city got an artery where the blood breaks down
an avenue or a boulevard and a boy who wears a crown indigant live styles mplies simply lack of means dogmatical authoritarians dictate the cities remains a promise to go to heaven wont put salvation in sight Whirlwind is coming down on me when the factory shut down so did the place he lived blood money for junk bonds by a white collar fugitive all the tax free insentives ain't going to help him now generations of job security gone out like the horse and plow a promise to go to heaven won't put salvation in sight Whirlwind is coming down on me my old man worked his troubled life in a nowhere dead end he drank the pain away i'll be damned if that's me having my dreams robbed the working class carries a country that has been rotting inside for years the rigs cuffed my old man in the front yard i saw through my eyes of tears a promise to go to heaven wont put salvation in sight Whirlwind is coming down on me |
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| 2:13 |
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I could not fit in
I was the one who got caught I was the one who got realized I was the one who got dropped Shut out banished and locked away The knife that did me in I carry to this day (Chorus) Rejected- crossing bridges in the land of the forgotten Rejected Distrust existed that I never saw Deep seated distrust I was victim of (Chorus) Unspoken among the more privelaged or the so-called I was not good enough Not good enough at all At first out of loneliness I tried to conform But all that bullshit left me all alone (Chorus |
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| 2:06 |
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excuse me while i put i knife out of my back
how could i ever trust a person like that along side the slow is someone moving faster behind the warm image is a cold cold bastard corporate liberal bullshit ruling fucking class take your fucking money and shove it up your ass take your lies i've had enough of you and all the shit that you put me through i'm injured injury i look for the truth its getting hard to find money grabbing dragon and the tie you hide behind im so fucking stupid with you i was a buyer i believed in you you deceiving liar set me fucking free |
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| 12. |
| 2:04 |
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1987, at a 7-11
Police out lookin' for problems But I'm no average hoodlum Still runnin from the pigs so it seems to me This is not the land of love and liberty It's more like a waiting room in hell Drink a quart and watch me dwell (Chorus) I got it right Out in the trenches tonight Glass towers rise above the filth and the pain I'm a moral degenerate feel my pain Passed out on a squat on a mission That night I was shocked in to submission Straight down, straight down to hell I head System of sewers is where I lay my head People on their way are like on a different dimension I need no correction (Chorus) Some of my friends moved on A simple domestic life They're all gone Only a few of us remain Only a few of us want to keep it the same (Chorus |
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| 1:46 |
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So I packed everything i owned,midnight, Christmas Eve,
A kid could feel alone, I drink my scotch, My mind goes astray, midnight, Christmas Eve, Starts out in a way, I cried when I had no shoes, 'Til I met the man with no feet, It's just a Holiday Sunrise, I suddenly realized, I have no alibis, Holiday Sunrise. Realtives of mine, said they were born again, Fucked up world has made me born against, I'm a sinner and my soul should be cleansed, I'll take my chances when I'm dead. |
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| 1:42 |
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Kick the kick drum
Increase the weight of the sound The dialogue of maximum decibles is enough to move the fucking ground I'm gonna amplify the rage of a class that's not inferior The message in the volume this song's a carrier (Chorus) Unwritten rules Rules understood Unwritten rules Boomin' out the speakers and amps in the hood I like to drink beer play music and go to shows It's not about paying your dues If you do it out of love I'm not no jaded junkie runnin' dry I don't know anything else I'll be playing until I die (Chorus |
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| 2:04 |
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Bloody thursday was july 6th the pigs killed 3 workers harry bridges grabbed the mic
The city shut down july 6th the workers outrage it was a general strike The media clamed that the commies were taking over and some believed it was true 3 un compremising strikes was paved the way Minn Sf and Toledo But on the sitiuation But on the street sometimes You're gonna hit the cold concrete |
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| 16. |
| 2:00 |
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Go ahead start causing trouble
Get outta my way get outta my way... Don't want your lies and I don't want your ? I don't see any fun In getting fucked up around this place I played as much as you Get outta my way get outta my way Rich kid rich kid get outta my hair Get outta my way get outta my way I'll sing what I'll sing I'll wear what I'll wear Get outta my way get outta my way I try to love mankind and I try to do what's right But I can't do anything... Get outta my way get outta my way Go ahead start causing trouble Get outta my way get outta my way... Who do you think you are Do you think you're some kinda cop Why did you come along you're a fuckin' cop! Kid get outta my way kid get outta my way Kid get outta my way kid get outta my way <i>[repeat]</i> Get out... of my way! |
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