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Bruce Bacci
03:42
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Fire range, lookin for a melt down
nobody ginna be there, when you wanna play around
It's another let down, let down, let down
Everybody get down, get down, get down
So here's lookin at you kid,
heres lookin at the new kid
you sat sideways, on trans am engine bay
you let the locks go, could never see your face
always had your head down, head down, always had ur head down
said your headin outta town, outta town ... said your head outta town, outta town
here's lookin at you kid,
heres lookin at the new kid
solo
here's lookin at you kid,
heres lookin at the new kid
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Kensington Ave
03:09
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In the city, where the hookers beat, they can smell fresh meat ...
its a pitty, used to be a good seen, I heard the avenue was drea - meee
now the kooked up stairs, so dont shake no hands
its a pond of failure, "hey do you do rocks?"
you can call - no answers, theyre gone n dont know it
sweep the dirty waters, all they needed was mom
what they're comin' off a, I bet a beautiful ride
in the city... whoo woo
when you see it, when you're in the pits,
there'll be a a needle to share, there'll be no movin on
I guess you cant get soft -here
by the time youre tossed, you're gonna be so far gone
(another junkie howlin, name a jesus repent)
they say - best keep walkin, why cant you redeem
they here those angels talkin, another narcan emptied ...
in the city... whooo whooo ... whooo whooo ...
kickin used phenalia, its fine an dandy
keep the lights on long ... Another tunnel they're under
you can see, another narcan empty .. ,
In the city, in the pit of it
drug phenalia
what they're comin off of
Another tunnel they're under,
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Animal
03:42
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Soon, soon I'll chew it up
While you, youre drinkin out- of that silver cup
yea Soon, I'll hunt my prey
The belly turns, we must digest
so i was wrong, ta drag it out too long
This saber tooth, is breakin loose
Cuz I, aint your sinner, I aint your saint
dont want no pitty, rammed in my face
I'll eat your sinners, I'll eat your saints
dont need a committee, no ribbons and lace
so please, please shut it up
so please, please shut it up
Animal .... animals
It was you, you stuck me on an alter
It was doomed, doomed from the start
Tainted fruit, is all you wanna offer
the belly turns, gonna make you a marter
So you were wrong, and I played along
This saber tooth, is breakin loose
Cuz I aint your sinner, I aint your saint
dont need your pitty, rammed in my face - no
I'll eat your sinners, I'll eat your saints
dont need a committee, wearing leather and lace
animal ... animal ...
I aint your sinner, I aint your saint
dont need your pitty, rammed in my face
I'll eat the sinners, I'll eat the saints
dont need a committee, wearing leather and lace ... A
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Tucker Bingo Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Player of guitars, synths, piano and percussionist
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