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(
Bryn Burrows/
Bill Clift)we're going to fat citywe're gonna hit townwe're going to fat city...fat cityhard rain washed awaysweet love like a bird of preymixed emotions overgrownpsychedelic to the boneit's a fact that your back's against the wallwhen you show your facebut never get yourself caughtbetween a rock and a hard placepump me up let me downbeef and blood undergroundsnap the whip crack the codeparanoia overloadyou got to get yourself a card with an i.d.for the human racebut never get yourself caughtbetween a rock and a hard placebreak the ice on your kneespoison pen spread diseaserags and bones feed the bearshut your mouth i don't care
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