| The countryside was left behind, some towers showed up
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| The sleepy station heaved in sight, my train came to a stop
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| I take my bag and coat, I know it’s cold but I’m so happy to be here
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| I hit the dusty ground and look around, the dirty city’s roaring near
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| Let’s make some noise
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| I’ll do my best in stirring up this hornets' nest
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| It’s time to go ahead and make a breakaway
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| Let’s make it clear
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| You may protest against an uninvited guest
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| But no one cares of what you say
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| It’s Sonny on his way
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| The lines of shining streets, the crowds of running folks
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| Wherever you may be you’ll hear a never-ending drone
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| The pulse ?? |
| urban beats, stone walls and giant blocks
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| A place where you will never be alone
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| I watch out carefully, it’s not what I used to see
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| The stone jungle full of threat
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| My goal is somewhere near, I go without a fear
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| I got a plan inside my head
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| Let’s make some noise
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| I’ll do my best in stirring up this hornets' nest
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| It’s time to go ahead and make a breakaway
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| Let’s make it clear
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| You may protest against an uninvited guest
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| But no one cares of what you say
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| It’s Sonny on his way
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| The countryside is far away, the towers rise a field
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| The sleepy station lies behind, new world is revealed
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| I hold my bag and coat, I know it’s cold but I’m so happy to be here
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| I walk the dusty ground and look around, the city’s roaring near
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| Let’s make some noise
|
| I’ll do my best in stirring up this hornets' nest
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| It’s time to go ahead and make a breakaway
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| Let’s make it clear
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| You may protest against an uninvited guest
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| But no one cares of what you say
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| It’s Sonny on his way |