ONE MORE MURDER IN THIS TOWN,
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DON'T MEAN A THING JUST LOCK YOUR DOORS
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AND DRIVE AROUND.
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ONE MORE MURDER IN THIS TOWN,
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DON'T WORRY THE RAIN WILL
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WASH THE CHALK MARKS FROM THE GROUND.
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SATURDAY NIGHT, SHOTS RING OUT,
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ADD ONE TO THE BODY COUNT.
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YOU COME ALIVE TO SEE ANOTHER'S END.
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PLEAD IT TO A LESSER COUNT,
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D.A. SAYS WITHOUT A DOUBT,
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IN 3-5 YOU'RE ON THE STREETS AGAIN.
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ONE MORE MURDER IN THIS TOWN
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DON'T MEAN A THING
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YOU GET ACCUSTOMED TO THE SOUND
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ONE MORE MURDER IN THIS TOWN
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BLOCK OFF THE STREET AND
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WRAP THE CRIME SCENE TAPE AROUND.
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HOSANNA! HOSANNA!
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I CAN'T FEEL A THING AT ALL!
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HOSANNA! HOSANNA!
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I CAN'T FEEL A THING!
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I CAN'T FEEL A THING AT ALL!
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SATURDAY NIGHT YOU'RE GOING OUT
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PARKING LOT, A FIGURE COME ABOUT
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FEEL A PIECE CLICK AGAINST YOUR HEAD.
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PLEADING TO HIS SYMPATHY,
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"TAKE THE CAR, I GOT A FAMILY"
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YOU HEAR A LAUGH,
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"IT DON'T MEAN SHIT TO ME."
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ONE MORE MURDER IN THIS TOWN
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One More Murder
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Better Than Ezra |