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And in the death |
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As the last few corpses lay rotting on the slimy thoroughfare |
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The shutters lifted in inches in temperance building |
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High on Poacher's Hill |
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And red mutant eyes gaze down on Hunger City |
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No more big wheels |
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Fleas the size of rats sucked on rats the size of cats |
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And ten thousand peoploids split into small tribes |
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Coveting the highest of the sterile skyscrapers |
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Like packs of dogs assaulting the glass fronts of Love-Me Avenue |
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Ripping and rewrapping mink and shiny silver fox, now legwarmers |
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Family badge of sapphire and cracked emerald |
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Any day now |
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the year of the diamond dogs |
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this ain't rock and roll this is genocide |
