Well in the steam of the man hole cities slum
Like
Anti, Anti-social
An heir apparent to a heathen nation
Oblivion here I
Well the light from the alleys brings warmth to the
Aggression hits With a mighty surge,
Like junkies to the dope
I saw you shout up to the heavens
You said oh
Hey you in the red dress,
I know you're not trying
Well don't touch me baby your finger tips they feel
Coco March morning northern California back in 1973
He grew up
In '82 I was the young one in the bunch
Initation
Gordy's lightin fires smoking dope slashing tires
Brian Giffens lyin about
Well how do you do
My name is Lars
I'm from Cambell
When I came back from Saigon
Everyone turned their head
No one
Bring on the days of wine and roses
Riot squads and
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