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(Lyrics: Stephen Shareaux |
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Music: Gregory Hex, Johnny Douglas, Mike Marquis, Rob Grad, Stephen Shareaux) |
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Like soldiers on the battlefield of life |
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Criminals stalk the night |
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A light reaches down from a chopper above |
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Like some kind of hand of God |
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Disposing of all guilty and protecting the innocent |
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And when all is said and done |
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The war continues in a place we call trash city |
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People die on the everyday |
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It's such a suicidal nation (suicidal nation) |
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Everybody turns their heads away |
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They just ignore the situation (get an education) |
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'Cause I'm sick of seeing all this trash |
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Livin' in a city with no green grass |
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But that's where I'm living now (trash city) |
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That's where I'm livin' now, come on |
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Down, down, down, down in trash city |
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That's where I'm livin' |
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Down, down, down, down in trash city |
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Mr. Pusher working everyday |
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He's got a nasty reputation (nasty reputation) |
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We pay the beggars to stay away |
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They ought to take a vacation (take a vacation) |
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Well I'm down in trash city |
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Yeah, I'm down in trash city |
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Ain't it a pity, down in trash city |
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Hey babe, isn't this place beautiful |
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People die on the everyday |
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All my friends seem to fade away to the southside |
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All my friends seem to fade away, fade away |
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That's where I'm livin' now |
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Trash city |
