| Shall we take a little spin?
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| To the dark side of town
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| You went up against the mob
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| And now the curtain’s comin' down
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| They ordered me to make the hit
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| And there will be dust and bones
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| They want him buried in the ground
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| Where he never will be found
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| I hear you paint houses
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| You’re a gun for hire
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| I hear you paint houses
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| Down to the wire
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| I hear you paint houses
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| Was all they had to say (Was all I had to say)
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| Some call it street justice (Street justice)
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| When they carry you away
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| Hope my father up above
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| Will forgive me for my sins
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| He raised me up to know better
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| But now the walls are closin' in
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| I got caught up in this wicked world
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| But it is the life I chose
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| When you fall into the snake pit
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| Where the emperor has your clothes
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| I hear you paint houses
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| You’re a gun for hire
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| I hear you paint houses
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| Right down to the wire
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| I hear you paint houses
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| Was all they had to say (Was all I had to say)
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| Some call it street justice (Street justice)
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| When they carry you away
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| I trusted him, he trusted me
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| One of us made a big mistake
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| When you cross the big boss
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| You ain’t gonna catch a break, no
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| I got a bullet with your name on it
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| And I’ve got a job to do
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| The results ain’t too pretty
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| Puttin' the cement in your shoes
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| I hear you paint houses
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| A gun for hire
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| I hear you paint houses (I hear you paint houses)
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| Right down to the wire (Right down to the wire)
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| I hear you paint houses (Houses)
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| Was all they had to say (Was all I had to say)
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| Some call it street justice (Call it street justice)
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| When they carry you away (When they carry you away) |