| Everybodys intent on killing someone
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| The streets are closed and theres a kid on the run
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| The bullets scream out from gun to gun
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| Everybodys intent on being someone
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| The cold and darkness of the criminal dawn
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| Wrapped in blankets, gotta keep ourselves warm
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| A child in the arms of a teenage mum
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| Who will be the there, who will be the next victim
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| Of the criminal dawn?
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| Old friends meet on the edge of town
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| Sharing conversation, hoping thingsll soon get better
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| While their children meet, got the world at their feet
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| Not knowing whats around the corner
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| Are we living for an uncertain future?
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| Down on the corner sits a broken man
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| Lives by the bottle swears never again
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| Lost his money on the dogs and gin
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| Now he looks for his supper in a garbage can
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| The kids hang around by the old schoolground
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| Right by the river where the body was found
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| Throwing stones on hallowed ground
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| Who will be there, who will be the next victim
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| Of the criminal dawn?
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| Old friends meet on the edge of town
|
| Sharing conversation, hoping thingsll soon get better
|
| While their children meet, got the world at their feet
|
| Not knowing whats around the corner
|
| Are we living for an uncertain future?
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| In the cold and darkness of the criminal dawn
|
| Wrapped in blankets, gotta keep ourselves warm
|
| A child in the arms of a teenage mum
|
| Who will be the there, who will be the last victim
|
| Of the criminal dawn?
|
| Old friends meet on the edge of town
|
| Sharing conversation, hoping thingsll soon get better
|
| While their children meet, got the world at their feet
|
| Not knowing whats around the corner
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| Are we living for an uncertain future? |