Raised in a nursery of crumbling brick
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Rusted iron, cracked stone and steel
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Nurtured in a barren concrete crib
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In a playground of grey, your fate is sealed
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Against a back drop of drab, cold corrosion
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We learn to dance, love, sing and play
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Razor wire the strung umbilical cord
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In an unsterile womb of urban decay
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Let me take you down
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As I'm going too
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Play hard - like child's play
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Playing rough - after all it's only a game
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Now, redevelopment lies in ruins
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As gutted slums are sown
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Enveloping, smothering squalor
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This dereliction grows
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Outside it is now cold and dark
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Only desolation, darkness and gloom
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Not a far cry from a tortured cat
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Your cities will become your tombs
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Let me take you down
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As I'm going too
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Play hard - like child's play
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Playing rough - after all it's only...
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Play hard - like child's play
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Playing rough - after all it's only a game
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Child's Play
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