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| Where the str | eets are pa | ved with bl | ood |
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| With cata | clysmic | overtone | s |
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| Fear and h | ate linger | in the a | ir |
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| A strictly | no-go de | adly z | one |
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| I do | n't know what I'm do | ing here |
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| 'Cause it's n | ot my sc | ene at a | ll |
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| There's an ' | A' bomb in War | dour St | reet |
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| They've ca | lled in the army, they've called in the police |
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| I'm str | anded on the vo | rtex fl | oor |
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| My head's been ki | cked and blood's sta | rted to p | our |
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| Through the h | aze I can s | ee my g | irl |
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| 15 gee | zers got her pi | nned to the d | oor |
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| I t | ry to reach her but f | all back to the floor |
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| There's an ' | A' bomb in War | dour st | reet |
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| It's bl | own up the West End, now it's spreading through the city |
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| ' | A' bomb in War | dour st | reet |
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| It's bl | own up the city, now it's spreading through the country |
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| Law and or | der takes a t | urn for the wo | rst |
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| In the sh | ape of a s | ize 10 b | oot |
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| Rape and mu | rder thro | ughout the l | and |
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| And they t | ell me that you're st | ill a free m | an |
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| Well if t | his is freedom, I don't unde | rstand |
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| 'Cause it se | ems like mad | ness to | me |
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| ' | A' bomb in War | dour st | reet |
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| H | ate bomb, hate bomb, hate bomb |
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| A Phillistine nation |
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| Of degredation |
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| And hate and war |
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| There must be more |
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| It's Doctor Martins |
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| Apocalypse! |