| There’s empty cans on River Street
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| Scumbag city blues
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| Sunday morning’s indiscreet
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| Saturday left clues
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| Last night’s claps and filthy slaps
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| Need no no excuse
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| Are you cutting out or holding back
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| A loop hole or a noose
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| Get me out, oh get me out
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| Cause I’m here to bruise
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| Oh get me out, oh get me out
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| Of this scumbag city
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| Scumbag city blues, scum bag city blues
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| Scumbag city blues, scum bag city blues
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| Just another howling wolf on the killing floor below
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| Oh no lie you’ll find in the first line I should have quit you long ago
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| All those angel eyes with the red neck ties wanna see me fall on my face
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| And no lie you’ll find I despise everything about this place
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| Get me out, oh get me out
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| Cause I’m here to bruise
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| Oh get me out, oh get me out
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| Of this Scumbag city
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| Scumbag city blues, scumbag city blues
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| Scumbag city blues, scumbag city blues
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| And when you’re lying in your hotel
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| Thinking you could do this with that
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| Well something creeps inside you yeah honey oh something pulls you back
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| But it ain’t the one way system that’s got you uh coming back around no
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| It’s all those friends and family keeping the size eights on the ground
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| There’s empty cans on River Street, scumbag city blues
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| Sunday morning feels complete
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| When I get back to you
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| I could skip and give a miss
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| That I’d never choose
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| Cause even though I take the piss
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| I’m glad the future’s blue
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| Scumbag city blues, scumbag city blues
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| Scumbag city blues, scumbag city blues
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| Scumbag city blues, scumbag city blues
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| Scumbag city blues, scumbag city blues
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| Scumbag city blues, scumbag city blues
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| Scumbag city blues, scumbag city blues |