Pecked by the seagulls hanging from the gallows
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Swinging in the breeze dripping something on the street
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I can see him from my window
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They can see him from the water
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Just a victim of the press gang
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I knew him when he was breathing
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He was a good man, he was a young man
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He was like you, he was like me
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It could have been me, it could have been me
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Twisting in the breeze {cut him down, cut him down}
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Left for the children on the streets{cut him down, cut him down}
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He should have kept his mouth shut.
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He never should have left that ship
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Don't go drinking down by the docks
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You don't know if you'll wake up
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I knew him when he was breathing
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He was a good man, he was a young man
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He was like you. He was like me
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It could have been me
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It could have been me
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Twisting in the breeze {cut him down, cut him down}
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Left for the children on the streets{cut him down, cut him down}
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Woke up on the water,
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No one ever asked him if he wanted, to go
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He never had any options
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He was smart
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He got out when he could
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Should have stayed in the pacific
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Should have stayed in the pacific
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Could have had it good
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Any island wouldn't do
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I knew him when he was breathing
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He was a good man, he was a young man
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He was like you. He was like me
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It could have been you. It should have been me
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But it should have been the press gang{cut him down, cut him down}
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But it should have been the press gang{cut him down, cut him down}
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Cut him down cut him down
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Press Gang
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The Murder City Devils |