| I used to go out quite a lot
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| Chase to chase and shot to shot
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| I’m all done with that somehow
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| And it’s your town now
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| These days the mighty eagle sings
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| Of money and material things
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| And the almighty Dow
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| And it’s your town now
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| Your town now
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| It’s-
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| From the mountains to the plains
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| All the towns are wrapped in chains
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| And the little that the law allows
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| And it’s your town now
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| It’s your town now
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| It’s-
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| Where are the young bands gonna play?
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| Where’re the old beatniks gonna stay
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| And not before some corporation bow?
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| And it’s your town now
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| It’s your town now
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| It’s-
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| So be careful everyone
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| Cops can get careless with their guns
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| And then they slip off somehow
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| And it’s your town now
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| It’s your town now
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| It’s-
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| You young ones it’s up to you
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| To fight the fight and I hope you do
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| Oh I see in your eyes that you know how
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| And it’s your town now
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| Your town now
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| Don’t let 'em take the whole damn deal
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| Don’t give up on what you really feel
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| Ah, the small and local must survive somehow
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| If it’s gonna be your town now
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| Is it gonna be your town now?
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| Is it gonna be your town now?
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| Is it gonna be? |