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This place is magnificent |
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All the world a moth flapping at its flame |
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Promise still sparkles |
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The siren's tune is still the same |
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None of these girls are smiling |
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I'll take whatever they're selling, you can wrap it up |
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Rolling over |
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Brooklyn Bridge now |
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To the belly of the beast by the water-slide |
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And we feed the machine |
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Buying all this shit that nobody needs |
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And I whimper and |
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I squeakLike haloumi, how you move me |
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Take a wander down |
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Canal Street |
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No, I don't have any gold to sell(The world needs some fearless leaders)(The world) |
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It just needs bottom feeders |
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Rolling around on my belly |
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Drifting this way and that(In a sweaty bar full of cruel laughing) |
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I thought |
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I saw you smiling |
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And I was thinking about smiling back |
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And we feed the machine |
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Buying all this shit that nobody needs |
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And I whimper and |
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I squeakLike haloumi, how you move me |
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More than a body but less than a soul |
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Gotta find me something to fill this hole |