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Broken everywhere
pissing on the station
Y'know they don't care
I take the smell
I can't take the
I got no to move out
I guess I got no
Rats in the room
in the back
Junkies in the with a baseball bat
I to get away but I couldn't get far
Cos a man with a re-possessed my car

Don't push me cos I'm to the edge
I'm not to lose my head
like a jungle sometimes
It makes me how I keep from going under

My son said: "Daddy, I wanna go to school
Cos the teacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a
And all the smoke reefer I think it'd be cheaper
If I got a job learned to be a street sweeper
I'll dance to the beat, shuffle my feet a shirt and tie
And run the creeps"
Cos it's all about money ain't a damn funny
You got to have a car in this of milk and honey
A child is with no state of mind
Blind to the of mankind
God is on you but he's frowning too
only God knows what you'll go through
You'll in the ghetto living second rate
And eyes will see a song of deep hate
The you play and where you stay
Looks one great big alleyway

You'll admire all the number book
The pimps the pushers and the big makers
Driving great big spending twenties and tens
And you want to grow up to be like them
Smugglers burglars gamblers
Pickpocket pedlars even
You say I'm cool I'm no
But then you end up dropping right school

Now you're null and void
Walking like you're Pretty Boy Floyd
Turn up kid look what you done did
Got sent up for an eight bid
Being used and abused to like hell
Till one day you was found hung dead in the