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At night I walk this stinkin' street |
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Past the crazies on my block |
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And I see the same old faces |
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And I hear that same old talk |
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And I'm searchin' for the latest thing |
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A break in this routine |
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I'm talkin' some new kicks |
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Ones like you ain't never seen |
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This is home, this is mean street |
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Yes ah home, the only one I know |
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(This is home) |
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An' we don't worry 'bout tomorrow |
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'Cause we're sick of these four walls |
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Now what you think is nothin' |
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Might be somethin' after all |
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Now you know this ain't no through street |
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The end is dead ahead |
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The poor folks play for keeps down here |
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They're the livin' dead |
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Come on down, down to mean street |
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(Huh ow) |
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(This is) |
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They're dancin' now, out on mean street |
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(Look) |
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Dance baby |
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It's always here and now my friend |
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It ain't once upon a time |
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It's all over but the shoutin' |
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I come to take what's mine |
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We're searchin' for the latest thing |
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A break in this routine |
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Talkin' some new kicks |
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Ones like you ain't never seen |
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This is home, this is mean street |
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(Ooh) |
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Yes ah home, only one I know |
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(This is home) |
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(This is home) |
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See, a gun is real easy |
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(This is mean street) |
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In this desperate part of town |
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(This is home) |
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Turns you from hunted into hunter, yeah |
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(This is mean street) |
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You go an' hunt somebody down |
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Wait a minute, ah |
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(This is home) |
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Somebody said "Fair warning, Lord" |
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(This is mean street) |
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Lord, strike that poor boy down |