| Stuck in speed bump city
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| Where the only thing that’s pretty
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| Is the thought of getting out
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| There’s a tower block overhead
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| All you’ve got’s your benefits
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| And you’re barely scraping by
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| In this trouble town
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| Troubles I’ve found
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| In this trouble town
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| Word soon gets 'round
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| Kick the ball to make troubles flee
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| Smoke until our eyes bleed
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| The spark will pop the seed
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| Hear the sirens down the street
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| The kids get light on their feet
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| Or they’ll be in the back seat
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| In this trouble town
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| Troubles I’ve found
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| Sitting on the pavement
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| Boy you missed your payment
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| And they’re gonna find you soon
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| If there’s a beating in the rain
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| If there’s a little bit of pain, man
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| You’re the one it happens to
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| If I talk of getting out
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| I only hear the laughter loud
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| It’s got an ugly echo
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| Somewhere there’s a secret road
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| To take me far away I know
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| But 'til then I am hollow
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| In this trouble town
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| Troubles I’ve found
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| In this trouble town
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| Fools I’ve found
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| Sitting on the pavement
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| Boy you missed your payment
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| And they’re gonna find you soon
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| If there’s a beating in the streets
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| If there’s a feeling of defeat
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| You’re the one it happens to
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| Stuck in speed bump city
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| Where the only thing that’s pretty
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| Is the thought of getting out |