Screams in the night, sirens delight
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Heat, broken glass, Satan's bred trash
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Big city madness, comfort my soul
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Give me a home where I can grow
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String of bright lights running up to the sky
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Throughout the hot night, the cars racing by
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You know they all see, but most of them pass
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She drives by my wares, don't hide in your glass wheel
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Screams in the night, sirens delight
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Heat, broken glass, Satan's bred trash
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Big city madness, comfort my soul
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Give me a home where I can grow
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Sounds of guitars fill up the night
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Can't make me feel, I said its alright
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In one hotel bed, you think you can grow
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If you find a home, please let me know
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Screams
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Blue Oyster Cult |