| Pointy two tones, echo down the street
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| The street, the street, the street, the street, whoa
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| Shiny buckles, jangle to the beat, the
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| Beat, the beat, the beat, the beat, whoa
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| Hair just right, he knows he’s lookin'
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| Cool tonight
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| He hopes he finds her in the neon light
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| Insurrection acts just like a prayer
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| Bad intentions, collar turned against the wind
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| It’s such a simple twist you just flick the switch
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| It’s so easy to forget a life like this, a life like this
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| He doesn’t care he’s had a taste
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| It’s such a simple contortion
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| No easy solution
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| It’s an act of faith
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| Still five will get you six, if you play the dice right
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| Five’ll get you six if you play the dice right
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| Five’ll get you six if you play the dice right
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| Five will get you six, boy
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| Insurrection acts just like a prayer
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| Bad intentions, collar turned against the wind
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| It’s such a simple twist you just flick the switch
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| It’s so easy to forget a life like this, a life like this
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| He doesn’t care he’s had a taste
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| It’s such a simple contortion
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| No easy solution
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| It’s an act of faith
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| Still five will get you six, if you play the dice right
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| Five’ll get you six if you play the dice right
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| Five’ll get you six if you play the dice right
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| Five’ll get you six, boy
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| Five’ll get you six, boy
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| Five’ll get you six, boy
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| Five’ll get you six, boy
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| Five’ll get you six, boy
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| Five’ll get you six, boy |