It started in basements
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And it started in sheds
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It started in backyards
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And was hidden under beds
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I turned on the TV
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Don't believe a word they say
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We can't stay here
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And we can't get away
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There's a riot on Sunset
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And fires burn in the park
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The sun has set my friend
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And California's dark
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And over the screaming
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I heard a clear voice
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I looked at my choices
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And I made a choice
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Smoke and ashes
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Tonight hide the stars
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The stop lights are red now, love
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We've come for what's ours
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There's a riot on Sunset
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And fires burn in the park
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The sun has set my friend
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And California's dark
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Come stand among the rattlesnakes
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At the side of the desert road
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And close your eyes and listen
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To the music hard and cold
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Tonight the moon is blackened
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Tonight the doors are shut
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Behind the shuttered windows
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We pray the sun will come up
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For something walks across these fields
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For which there is no name
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You might have heard different
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But I was there when it came
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It will start with a spark
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And a great fire will grow
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Don't know how I know it
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But I just know
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There's a riot on Sunset
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And fires burn in the park
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The sun sets everywhere
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And the whole damn country's dark
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There's a riot on Sunset
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And fires burn in the park
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The sun has set my friend
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And California's dark
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California's Dark
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| The Nightwatchman |
