Getting late they were spaced just a trace
Of the old coming down
Ancient fun one and one he said someday
We'll gonna leave this town
But magazines glamour scenes in betweens
Kept him nailed to the ground
And the sounds still waiting to be found
And there were junkies, pushers, pimps and hookers
You never know what you're in to'
And you can shake it, try to forsake it
But you know you're gonna take it
You never know what you're in for
By the time he was nine there was a sign of an old melody
He tried to list what it was he missed was that a kiss
Was that real or TV
He said I'm gonna find my way I'm gonna make it pay like rehearsed passion play
Everyday, everyday
And there were junkies and pushers, pimps and hookers
You never know what you're in for
And you try to shake it, try to forsake it
But you know you're gonna take it
You never know what you're in for
Anyway I said hey I'm gonna stay don't cry
It's just rough to stay tough full of lust and
Be a walking hi fi
I see you and I'm through with that god
Who demands such a lie
But you gotta get by
And we'll get by
And like junkies, pushers, pimps and pushers
You never know what you're in for
You try to shake it, try to forsake it
But you know you're gonna take it
You never know what you're in for

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