My friend Steve pissed away all his years cuz he
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was slaving building cars blood and sweat upon
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the gears all of his off time spent at the bar
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years and years of nothing but sorrow I wonder
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how can he be content fucking just to wake up
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tomorrow he'll do it all over again gonna
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wake up tomorrow and do it again
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[Chorus:]
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On the streets of Detroit on the streets
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of this town all their dreams are destroyed once
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you're in you can never get out
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See Reggie sleeps on Jefferson Avenue on the
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courthouse heat exhausts he's no different than me
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or you in 1984 he got layed off a motor city dead of
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we shared a joke and I gave him some change
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wonder is there a hope his future I don't know I
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never saw him again don't think that I'll ever see him again
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[Chorus]
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I'm gonna burn it down [4x]
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My father put in his best year yeah working for one
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of the big 3 still remember my mother's tears we're
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born to die in a factory coming home at dawn early
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break see he's strung out from the late night shift
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pills and powder to stay awake I see his bottles are empty again
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empty again prescription bottles are empty again
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[Chorus 2x]
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Sometimes I want to burn it down
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Seized Up
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The Suicide Machines |