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Pop/williamson |
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Don't look oown |
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They're making sorta crazy sounds |
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Don't look down no |
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Don't know who else came to kneel |
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On this empty battlefield |
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But when I hear that crazy s0und |
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I don't look down |
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From central park to shanty town |
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I always hear that crazy sound |
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From new york to shanty town |
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There's always something else |
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Don't look down. no |
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I went this morning to the cemetary |
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To see old rudy valentino buried |
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Lipstick traces on his name |
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He never looked down'cause they were making crazy sounds |
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From central park to shanty town |
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He always heard that crazy sound |
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There's always something else |
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Don't look down. no |
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When I see you standing there |
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I can't see the clothes you wear |
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I just hear that crazy sound |
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And I can't look down |
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I've always heard that crazy sound |
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From new york to shanty town |
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There's always something else |
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Don't look down. no |
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Don't look down |
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Ddn't look. don't look down |
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No I won't be bored |
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I won't be there |
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Look at life it s no piece of cake |
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When I hear that crazy sound |
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I don't look down |
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From central park to sl-lantr town |
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I lways hear rhat crazr soljnd |
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Fiolq new rork to shanty town |
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There's always something else |
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Don't look down. no |
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Don't look down |
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Ddn't look. don't look down |
