| I am the big broom who cleans up your act
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| A huge wall at the gat, dressed in black
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| It got the shiny head, V on the chest
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| And if you can’t be clean this is what you get
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| Go hang your coat, or get the fuck out
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| And when I take you out, I’ll take you out loudly
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| Eternal frown on the face and bored to death
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| Well if I get the call, you know what you get
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| I say yeah
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| Take out the trash
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| I am the king of Down Town
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| I am the king of Down Town
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| I am the king of Down Town
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| I am the king of Down Town
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| Down, down, down, down, Down Town
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| I tell you what, you won’t get in
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| But it’s the tennis shoes, not the colouor of your skin
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| These are the rules only I can bend
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| The Judge is here
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| On my feet, the rest of the night
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| While you all dance, I wait for a fight
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| Eternal frown on the face and bored to death
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| Well if I get the call, you know what you get
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| I say yeah
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| Take out the trash
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| I am the king of Down Town
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| I am the king of Down Town
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| I am the king of Down Town
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| I am the king of Down Town
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| Down, down, down, down, Down Town |