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(strummer/jones) |
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This is the city of the dead |
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As we lie side by side in bed |
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I'd do something else instead |
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But it is the city of the dead |
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We went out kickin' around |
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But you got drunk an' fallen down |
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An' i wished i could be like you |
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With the soho river drinking me down |
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In the city of the dead |
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Fall in love an' fall in bed |
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It wasn't anything you said |
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Except i know we both lie dead |
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Don't you know where to cop |
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That's what new york johnny said * * * * |
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You should get to know your town |
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Just like i know mine |
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While all the windows stare ahead |
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An' the streets are filled with dread |
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Every nation in the world |
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Slinks through the alley after girls |
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What we wear is dangerous gear |
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It'll get you picked on anywhere |
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Though we get beat up we don't care |
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At least it livens up the air |
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But somedays we hide inside |
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All courage gone and paralysed |
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Sniff that wind of ugly tension |
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Today the jerks have got aggression |
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It is the city of the dead |
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*johnny thunders |
