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You spend your time in smokey rooms |
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where haggled old women with cheap perfume say |
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"it never happens for people like us you know" |
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well nothing ever happened on it's own |
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and well the toilets smell of desperation |
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the streets all echo of aggregation |
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and you wonder |
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why you cant get no sleep |
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when you've got nothing to do, |
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and you've had nothing to eat |
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your life's slipping |
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and sliding right out of view |
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and there's absolutely nothing |
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that you can do, well |
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We'll live and die, |
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We'll live and die in these towns |
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Don't let it drag you down |
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Don't let it drag you down now |
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We'll live and die, |
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We'll live and die in these towns |
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Don't let it drag you down |
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Don't let it drag you down now |
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Dirty dishes from a tv meal |
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that went cold from the wind |
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through a smashed up window |
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You cant go out if anybody calls ya |
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cos you cant have a bath |
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when there's no hot water |
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and your friends are out |
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on the town again |
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and you ask yourself if it will ever end |
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and it's all too much for your head to take |
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just a matter of time before you break, well |
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We'll live and die, |
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We'll live and die in these towns |
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Don't let it drag you down |
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Don't let it drag you down now |
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We'll live and die, |
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We'll live and die in these towns |
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Don't let it drag you down |
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Don't let it drag you down now |
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Now... |
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Now... |
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We'll live and die, |
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We'll live and die in these towns |
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Don't let it drag you down |
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Don't let it drag you down now |
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We'll live and die, |
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We'll live and die in these towns |
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Don't let it drag you down |
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Don't let it drag you down now |
