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Oh a working-class face glares back
At me from the glass and lurches
"Oh forgive me, on the streets I ran
Turned sickness into popular song"
Streets of wet-black holes
On roads you can never know
You never have them but they always have you
Till the day that you croak
It's no joke
Oh a working-class face glares back
At me from the glass and lurches
"Oh forgive me on the streets I ran
Turned sickness into unpopular song"
And all these streets can do
Is claim to know the real you
And warn: "if you don't leave, you will kill or be killed"
Which isn't very nice
Here, everybody's friendly
But nobody's friends
Oh dear God, when will I be where I should be?
And when the palmist said:
"One Thursday you will be dead"
I said: "No, not me, this cannot be
Dear God, take him, take them, take anyone
The stillborn
The newborn
The infirm
Take anyone
Take people from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Just spare me!"
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