| Homeless, Delinquent, Defenses
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| Surrounding his real feelings and personality
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| Not shaven, no clean, a sideline player, you know what I mean
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| Sonata, no lyric to his music
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| It’s a crime, it’s a down right shame
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| It’s a dirty deal in a cooked game
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| It’s a lie and he’s not to blame
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| He’s a victim and he’s just been framed
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| He’s a brilliant boy looking for an answer
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| But no one will employ a streetlight dancer
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| It’s a shock, it’s a jolt that kills
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| It’ll open your eyes when blood is spilled
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| It’ll tear and rip at your heart
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| When a young boy dies before he can start
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| Such a brilliant boy looking for an answer
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| But no one will employ a streetlight dancer
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| He’d be complete but he’s missing a beat
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| The story is sad but true
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| By missing the mark he’s lost in the dark
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| Not knowing what more to do
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| He’s a brilliant boy looking for an answer
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| Evil could destroy this streetlight dancer
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| Homeless, Delinquent
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| Streetlight Dancer
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| Lifeless yet living
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| Streetlight Dancer
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| His spirit is weak
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| His flesh is so willing
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| Streetlight Dancer |