There's a few cars out at 2 o'clock, the limousine, me, and the patrol cop
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Everything seems white in the middle of the night
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Always get that feeling that things ain't quite right
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The man on the beach now he wants to start a fight
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Won't give him what he wants to feed the stereotype
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The man in the shop said it's all about hype
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I just can't believe it
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It's just a little bit of chaos under quite a bit control
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A little left of center been the only thing I know
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Just a little bit of chaos under quite a bit control
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It's such a large town to get so far
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Maybe I'm neurotic it just seems bizarre
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Company cars compete speedin' up the concrete
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Earn a steady income and then become a deadbeat
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Underneath the streetlight wait and watch the rat race
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Fellowman don't like ya, decides to put ya in your place
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Always runnin' scared cuz you don't understand
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No way for you to see it?
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Does it make you mad that we live this way
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Are you feeling rather frantic, did we ruin your day
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Who heeds the voice of the generation that's ahead
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To be slavin' like a servant I'll be better off dead
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Are you feeling rather frantic, gonna be okay?
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Chaos Control
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| The Dingees |
