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In rags in normal place
diesel machines roar by
Pale dawn, at the gates
Fast parks and hardware mines
Not or frowning they,
the shades on the of town,
unpaid, idle, shape
to the gravity they say
has this country down
This beautiful down
off the backstreets, no-one goes
Bring on the ice, the game-shows:

The bigger the crowd
the the gameshow cloud
There's nothing on churning screen
Just nonsense might mean:
"Like it? Good. No? Tough!
Pen in and shut them up
Slow march, right
Save all your revolution for your night!"

[(Your curse)?]

You but you feel oppressed
The armour could do a test
Why not betray lover's trust?
Go ahead and push it it bursts
You're back on the again
No armour, no dreams, no
The worst is behind the eyes
Where the killer of futures hides, hides

closed the backstreets, you can't hide
If you brave, just step outside
where all tomorrows stink the
Where night vibrates with of:

Well, we laughed till dawn about the coming
[...?]
We learned to live rest or hope
but [you'll?] admit we live a joke
The is fading fast
Oh, but ignore it, it's an act