| Walking down an empty road
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| I saw a man in old grey clothes
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| A stranger
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| Passing by he smiled at me
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| But when I looked I realised the danger
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| For his eyes they looked so empty and cold
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| And something told me that I’m gonna be rolled
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| In my pocket only cents and dimes
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| But then for them he’d gladly kill me
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| Walking past and walking fast
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| I managed just to slip around a corner
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| Thought he’d hear my running feet
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| As I went pounding down the street
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| Like thunder
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| Well I’ve never heard my heart beat so fast
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| And I’ve never been so scared in the past
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| And I never ever realised
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| That this place could be evil to me
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| Billy Porter
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| You didn’t tell me that I needed a gun
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| Billy Porter
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| When you wrote you said
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| That this place is fun
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| What have I done
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| Well I’ve never heard my heart beat so fast
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| And I’ve never been so scared in the past
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| And I never ever realised
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| That this place could be evil to me
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| Let me tell ya'
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| Now Billy’s smart and Billy’s tough
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| He’s good to have
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| When the going’s rough
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| He told me
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| «Don't go out on your own at night
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| For if you do you’ll have to fight
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| Stay by me»
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| Now he’s teaching me
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| Each and every day
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| And I think that in this place
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| I might stay
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| And I never, ever realised
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| What a roughneck I would turn out to be
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| Billy Porter
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| You never told me that I needed a gun
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| Billy Porter
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| When you wrote you said
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| That this place is fun
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| What can be done
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| Billy Porter
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| You never told me that I needed a gun
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| Billy Porter
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| When you wrote you said
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| That this place is fun
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| Billy Porter
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| You never told me that I’d be on the run
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| Billy Porter
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| What would father say if he saw his son
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| Billy Porter
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| You never told me that I needed a gun
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| Billy Porter
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| When you wrote you said
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| That this place is fun |