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    Down where your paint is cracking
    Look down your backstairs buddy
    Somebody's living there and
    He don't really feel the weather
    And he don't share your pleasures
    No he don't share your pleasures
    Did you see his eyes?
    Did you see his crazy eyes?
    And you're so surprised
    He doesn't run to
    Catch your ash
    Everybody always
    Wants to kiss your trash
    And you can't help him
    No one can
    And now that he knows
    There's nothing to get
    Will you still place your bet
    Against the neighborhood threat
    Somewhere a baby's feeding
    Somewhere a mother's needing
    Outside her boy is trying
    But mostly he is crying
    Did you see his eyes?
    Did you see his cray eyes?
    And you're so surprised
    He doesn't run to
    Catch your ash
    Everybody always
    Wants to kiss your trash
    But you can't help him
    No one can
    And now that he knows
    There's nothing to get
    Not in this place
    Not in your face
    Will you still place your bet
    Against the neighborhood threat
    Now that he knows
    There's nothing to get
    Nothing to get
    Not in this place
    Not in your face
    Will you still place your bet
    Against the neighborhood threat

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