I got the key, key to Gramercy Park
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Every night
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Looking for the fight
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Thoughts on the left
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The action's on the right
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As you know, the id wasn't meant to be starved
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Face white
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Revenge of the Hittites
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When you're inside
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And you thought to take a walk in the park
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Think someone is about to be carved
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From the other side of the Underscene
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To the boulevard of broken dreams
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To find a way to Gramercy Park
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I got the key, key to Gramercy Park
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Where it's safe to be afraid of the dark
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Maybe there we'll fuck by the heavenly stars
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But I might, might miss breaking in through the bars
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From the other side of the Underscene
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To the boulevard of broken dreams
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To find a way to Gramercy Park
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In the other time of mother speed
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Through evil eyes and make believe
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To where we bare the supremacy mark
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And never look at the other place
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Stay with what's pristine that touches you
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Where the peril accentuates
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Something that could mean so much to you
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Try save a seat in the golden cage
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The media mass has still yet to say
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To simply pass or rise from the grave
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Now I've got the key to Gramercy Park
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Out of my way and I'm safe, not afraid of the dark
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Now I've got the key to Gramercy Park
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But I might, might miss breaking in through the bars
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The Key To Gramercy Park
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| Deadsy |
