Drag the shades across the window
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Don’t answer any knock at the door
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Keep your hand on the weapon beside you
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Keep your eyes out for the law
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Don’t you know and you gotta be all you can be
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We’re told to run towards the future
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While they’re standing on our feet
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And be content with the scraps that they throw us
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After promising a feast
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If you didn’t have a gun then I wouldn’t need a gun
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Free Huey
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| The Boo Radleys |
