Way down east of L.A.
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Where the skies are grey
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They come out at night
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Where the stray dogs lie.
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While my city sleeps
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Where the lurkers creep
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Is there still hope for me?
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On these haunted streets.
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Easy to get caught up
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When you're all fucked up
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This is your no mans land
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No one to hold your hand.
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And where the angels die
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Making mothers cry
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Down by the riverside.
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Come down the 215
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It is the place unseen
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Where the desert begin
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We're underneath your skin.
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We got suburban life
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And we come out at night
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Find a place to hide
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Welcome to Riverside
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While my city sleeps
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While My City Sleeps
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| Voodoo Glow Skulls |
