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don't see no one sitting pretty
No one having fun
Out in the city
Slipping down, one by one
In the city
No one's having fun
Out in the city
on by.
Through treason and reason you'll always be my bloody April.

Ain't lady luck mama.
I bet and lost it all.
Nothing I can say will change
I be reppin' my city I be reppin' my city
I be reppin' my city
I be reppin' my city er er er'why night
I be reppin' my city
I be reppin' my city
They'll be after me by the time the buffet closes,
Making sure sin city still shines brighter than creations dark
If all you need is a badge to take
pen
Some banker with his poison pity
Some captain careless of his men
These fan the flames that maim the cities
And bigots in the name of Christ
By
Deep down in the city 'neath the concrete trees
Some signifying hack is scratching backs for fleas
Putting on their bad mouths for poor little me
Bloody century is upon thee
Revolution, war and disease
Earthquake, the cities falling
Catastrophe will kill the east
There will be fire
There
In Dublin City in nineteen thirteen
The boss was rich and the poor were slaves
The women working and children starving
Then on came Larkin like
And summer is easy 
living in the city downtown 
Thieves in the city
Bees in the flowerbeds 
Kissing downtown and then the sun come up
In your summer
me.
Bloodied family.
Now I sleep.
The city weeps.
(=B3*=B2 taken from letters sent by David Berkowitz, The Son Of Sam)
Long ago--We lay frozen deep in snow. It
was nice--suspended in the endless ice. Time
flew by--Worlds did weep and kingdoms
died. But still we
on a balcony
Lyin' in a bloody pool
I expected so much more from a loving
A loving, loving society
A truthful explanation, you know what
I got another, another
The bloody heads of enemies that he had freshly slayed.
They saw the face, the eyes so sullen,
could only be the young Cúchulain.
Thunder rising, thunder
the killers
Get everyone in town
Stand me by those pillars
Let me take this temple down

The king so kind and solemn
He wears a bloody crown
So stand me by that
That has been used up in your skin.
Is there a tiny part of me,
Untouched -- unsoiled by misery!

I am the city that will lie.
You are the one that
cremation
Be mine, sister salvation
Closer now, see the revelation

I am the city that will lie
You are the one that blame passed by
This is the place
mane 
The bloody heads of enemies 
That he had freshly slayed 
 
They saw the face 
The eyes so sullen 
Could only be the 
Young Cú Chullain
video game, no cd, movie in 3D
News!! real fuckin bloody tv, no video game, no cd, movie in 3D

Gangs on every corner, shootin people drivin by
Old bloody orange
There was a time,
There was a day 
When we came and went
And the gates, they swung to the changes
In the wind

There was a night
city
 With a pretty girl on my arm
 Sell my best friend for some water
 Cut off my leg for some shade
 Sunburn these thoughts from my memory
 If I
existence of Atlantis.

A glorious city unable to resist olympian's wrath.
Bloody and buried! Bares her beauty to the sea.
Waves are howling as they pass
Truck love! Right here!
Truck love! Right now!
Bewitched by pure power. That's truck love!
In the gully of your choice. Truck love!
Jam-up
There's only one way of life
And that's your own

My father when I was younger
Took me up on to the hill
That looked down on the city smog
The city sounds like a symphony
A cabbie screams obscenities
The horns are honking jazz in the night
The street is lit like a Christmas tree
This
There's only one way of life
And that's your own

My father when I was younger
Took me up on to the hill
That looked down on the city smog