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Locked down in London town
Ladies and gentlemen hanging around
Iâm just too high to ever come down
Call me St. John of the streets
Getting my fix before I break down on my knees
Waiting for someone to take me away
Show me the narrow and show me the straight
I donât want to feel what Iâm feeling now anymore
More, more, more, more...
Last call worst of all
Sounds night over but I have not found
a good enough reason not to stick around
Kick drum in my head
Cold prison of an empty bed
And the sight of the sunlight scares me half to death
Everybody here has got so much to say
Wish I should stop but I think itâs too late
I donât want to feel what Iâm feeling now anymore
I donât want to feel what Iâm feeling now anymore
More, more, more, more...
Waiting for someone to take me away
Show me the narrow and show me the straight
I donât want to feel what Iâm feeling now anymore
I donât want to feel what Iâm feeling now anymore
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