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Little tramp up the strip
a hundred dollar smile
Sparks off her fingertips
the young cop wild

Some are wound so tight
Like a storm about to
Better stand in doorway
When everything to shake

You get
a cat waking up at midnight

Never satisfied

This is our world and are our times
This is our world and are our times

Little like a street god
With a drop attitude
Say he's looking a shadow now
Runnin' low on green and

Some lives are wound up
Like a wave about to
Hard times to multiply
While the joy runs out so

You get
a kid crawling out of a bad dream

Never quite

is our world and these are our times
This is our and these are our times
This is our and these are our times
is our world and these are our times

Make way for the son of a
to a bottle of flame
He's got two black eyes and a purple
And a bone on a chain

times are like dynamite
A head-on history
fool's bound to burn it all down
Don't about you and me

He'll get
Like a child in the eye of a

Never quite

is our world and these are our times
This is our world and these are our
is our world and these are our times
This is our world and these are our

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