| We’re standing in a pub, got nothing else to do
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| A bottle in the hand, we knocked back yet a few
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| When everyone was pissed, there wasn’t left a dime
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| The blame was on the beer, that’s flowing really fine
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| Now now now, out of order
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| Now now now, beyond the border
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| Now now now, now we’re on the way
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| Dawn patrol, fuckin' wasted
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| Dawn patrol, we don’t please them
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| Dawn patrol, we roam 'til the dawn is gonna come
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| Then everything went wrong, we blame it on the beer
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| The bouncers caught us up to throw us out of here
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| A member of the gang was crashing on the floor
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| Because he tried to kick the bouncer in the balls
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| When on the city’s border the night is coming on
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| And all the people do withdraw into their secure homes
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| Then on the city’s border we’re going on patrol
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| We’re setting out, go underground, to the avoided zone
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| They really beat us up, but we were kicking back
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| And in the end I said 'You're rotten in the head
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| We made off fast but not for a long time yet back home
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| Because there were a lot of places left to roam |