I heard a shot last night, it woke me up from my sleep.
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There's no such thing as friendly fire.
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Oh mama, don't turn on the lights,
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Oh papa, get away from the window,
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You never know which way the angel's comin in.
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CHORUS
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And the water's gonna roll. Roll up the dirty streets,
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And the wind's gonna blow out the lights.
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Rock the world to sleep, I don't wanna be left behind,
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And get caught between the lines drawn across this town
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Runnin' out of neutral ground.
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Somebody's waitin' for my brother,
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To them he's just another number.
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To me he never did no wrong,
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My sister, don't be pulled in.
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Don't make the same mistake again,
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There's just no way to even up this score.
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CHORUS
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BRIDGE:
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I can't be no judge, I can't be no jury.
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I don't even know what's right or wrong.
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I stand between the walls,
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These walls are bigger than life,
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Seems like they'll never get enough.
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CHORUS
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Neutral Ground
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| Jamie Walters |
