[00:25.74]The morning is bright as Rapper's Delight
[00:34.20]Floats up to my room from the street
[00:44.69]And who would disturb my slumbering world
[00:53.40]With this late '70's beat
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[01:02.82]I'm taking my aim from this window pane
[01:10.30]Then I'm turning the gun on myself
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[01:19.98]The Upper West Side is supposed to be quiet,
[01:26.52]It's supposed to be wealthy and dull
[01:37.76]So how to explain this thundering pain
[01:47.77]That's pushing it's way through my skull
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[01:56.66]I'm taking a leave of my senses, Wee Hee!
[02:05.21]Then I'm turning the gun on myself
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[02:56.38]New York is loud, it's wonderfully loud.
[03:05.80]I wouldn't live anywhere else
[03:14.83]But I need my rest to be at my best,
[03:23.93]Away from the high decibels
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[03:33.25]I'm losing my will, I'm shooting to kill,
[03:41.53]Then I'm turning the gun on myself
[03:49.73]I'm losing my will and I'm shooting to kill,
[03:59.02]Then I'm turning the gun on myself
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