| Boomtown, boomtown
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| Boomtown, boomtown
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| It’s hard to say how it got this way
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| What I wanna know, when does it end?
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| Well, they squeeze you dry, then they let you die
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| And then just throw ya away
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| Well, the jobs were there, but they ain’t no more
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| Now you’re starin' at a closed factory door
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| And the banker, he don’t give a damn
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| He’d walk right over a dyin' man
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| Boomtown
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| Well, they set you up just to knock ya down
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| Boomtown
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| Well, you’re gonna get turned upside down
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| It comes an' goes, ya never know
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| When it’s your turn for desolation row
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| Got no time to think when you’re feelin' sore
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| An' the grass ain’t green anymore
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| A revolvin' door that you’re bound to meet
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| Shovin' people right out in the street
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| To a nightmare that keeps comin' round
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| Just hold on an' try not to drown
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| Boomtown
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| Well, they set you up just to smash you down
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| Boomtown
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| Well, you’re gonna get, you’ll get mowed down
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| Boomtown
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| Well, ya gotta smile, gotta smile
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| Yeah better not frown
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| Boomtown
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| Keep it to yourself, shut your mouth
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| Yeah, shut up an' sit down
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| Even if you try you’re gonna cry
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| 'Cause yo won’t make ends meet
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| 'Cause the boomtown will let you down
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| It never comes through with the goods
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| It’s a boomtown
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| Well, they set you up just to cut ya down
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| Boomtown
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| Well, you’re gonna get gonna get turned upside down
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| Boomtown
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| Ya gotta smile gotta smile
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| Better not frown
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| Boomtown
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| Keep it to yourself shut your mouth
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| Shut up and sit down |