Man I got to tell you this feeling inside i get when,
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me and my boys are synchronized.
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Like a little explosion in what's left in my brain,
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telling me to move while the world's insane.
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Put on a record on the stereo,
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I loose myself and before i know the choir goes.
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Us dead end kids got a place to go,
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we take our home with us where we go.
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I'll sit hours on end and I dream and pretend,
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can almost feel the hot spotlights.
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And all those nights up on the stage,
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man I never wanna leave that place to go.
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Here I feel alright.
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Dead End Kids
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| Bombshell Rocks |
