Here out past the tracks where the drunks collapse
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Old suckers can score on the indigent whores.
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Way after the last laugh has swollen itself shut
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When all that's left are the true beer hall drunks.
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The elegant whores are waiting inside
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One hundred dollars can buy you no time.
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The teasing diseasing the carnival crowd
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Is waiting to blow out the rest of downtown.
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Down deep in the sludge and the shit and the mud
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There's death in the air, and it don't belong there.
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Where all the stray dogs, junkdogs and demons all ______ the tread
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Dispose of your dead and sift right through the crud and the slime.
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While elegant whores are waiting inside
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Your one hundred dollars can buy you no time.
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The teasing diseasing the carnival crowd
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Is waiting to blow out of this dead-end town.
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After the last laugh has swollen and shut
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When all that's left are the true beer hall drunks.
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(repeat 4 times)
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One more time!
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After the last laugh has swollen and shut
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When all that's left are the true beer hall drunks.
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After the Last Laugh
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Archers of Loaf |