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The entire city is burning |
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You can see the flames like the inside of a mad jukebox |
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Lost boys stalk the streets with those jungle markings on their chests |
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Barbarians prowl in shadows their heads rocking with rodents |
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Motorcycles reproduce in nocturnal alleys |
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Groaning with greasy pleasure |
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And they've blown up the YWCA like a giant balloon |
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And sent it out to sea full of screaming lovely lonely girls |
