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Gloomy streets turn alive again
On Saturday night
Laughter is filling up the sky
On Saturday night
Hell turns to heaven at any moment
On Saturday

I can see your face in an endless street
I can see your eyes in an endless sleep
I would take your hands and fly away
Above this crazy and endless

Marching down the streets
Holding a sign of hope
Will it bring a change?
Or will it knock me down to my knees
wind is separating me in two
i will

roaming the streets, Turning Casino Blvd into a fucking murderous scene //He’s A Repeat Offender, He’s Out on the Lam Again//
They got all the money, their

Stepping out in the dark
Your name on my tongue
These streets glow softly
But the night is still young
It gets to you
The ever grinding metro
It can

I'm a driver
On empty streets ahead that want me dead
In the shadow of the sun
I'm a nothing but a fading face into your memory
But you remember me

YEAH 
YEAH YEAH YEAH
Me and my friends 
We don’t miss a flipping beat 
We popping wheelies in the street 
We running circles while you sleep

YEAH

Set the fire in tires, piss in the wall and close out the streets
Cut the president's throat while begging for forgiveness
This is the mayhem! This

this beat,
We’ll come together like glue.
So hup to.

In the street,
You’re feeling worse than you ever knew,
With this beat,
There’s something solid

Who is she?
To say she is
And who am I
To ask for this?

Sat in my kitchen, drank carnival tea
Waved me goodbye by the red brickwall street

Who is

Lone march, up past, Viccy Park
These streets are noisy with memories
Late one, the morning sun weighs a tonne
Head for tea and sanctuary in

the streets
An uncut paddy with Doc Martens ready for action
This alabaster god child can devour you in seconds
Fuck the present the past has a strangle hold

Mass surveillance on the street
Welcome to the CCP
Singing dancing human freaks

They will beat you black and blue
Introduce the torture crew
Knock

I LIKE CHILI CHEESE THEY BEG FOR MY ATTENTION KICKING SHIT MAKE HER SAY PRETTY PLEESE, RAN THREW IN THE STREETS WORD AROUND YOU BEEN THREW PLENTY PZ

strangers in streets now it’s a miracle

try badder man Na Rambo 

Gun men on the streets cuz a Nigga don para yea 
Another Nigga gun fire 
Tell the Kele make she carry her kaya 
Me I no want

You can take a nigga out the hood

The hood still I that nigga

You ca take a nigga out the street

The street still in that nigga

You can take

is  the cruel face.

Women  hostages of abusive monsters ask for help.
Homeless and junkies walking the streets without hope.
Fascism bullshit always

not a problem mate, not me –
well spare me the lies of the English, please
blood money built my bathstone streets,
ways to paint the scene

when

don’t care how

Hate thine neighbor
Hate thine God
Your enemy is everyone

I don’t remember when
…and I don’t care
Rotting on the streets
Cold empty stare

there´s still beauty here, you crazy old world, i´ll be howling at your feet
and you bend to the notion of it as i walk down your street

Slow

I'm hitting the streets, get down on my knees
Drinking my wine, fellin' all the time
Don't get me wrong, I love the night

Hey baby, let's go crazy

control us
They don't believe in me, but I'll fly up and count my fucking dollars
As the “Wolf of Wall Street

the morning 
 The kids in the street are dancing  
  
  
 A jig that looks something like an old man stepping over’n’over a snake 
 Inside a nearby