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Raw Deal

I made the spike bar nine o'clock on a saturday
All eyes hit me as i walked into the door
Them steel and leather guys were fooling with the demin dudes
A couple cops playin rough stuff, new york, fire island

I cased the joint, straining at the seams

I moseyed up to the counter and the tender came a-grinnin'
I slapped the smile off his face and scowled "give me a bourbon"
The mirror on the wall was collecting and reflecting
All the heavy bodies ducking, stealing, eager for some action
The scene screwed me up, i saw such contact

Then the big boys, saw me and knew that

I'd had too much, floating around
Statues alive, seconds are hours

Sex like a hurricane, it ravaged and it shattered
I was barely holding on to this flying body symphony
I guess i dream in pictures, not colors
The true free expression i demand is human rights - right

I hate my life, i am an actor

I'm going, no loss
I'm going, no loss
I'm going, no loss
I'm going, no loss

Nightmare, just a bunch of goddamn, rotten, steaming, raw
Deal... yeah!


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Gönderen: fresco61must  [13 Kasım 2006 21:42:44]
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