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Seventeen years in the city, static clinging to the ceiling Never did I think it would come to this (Outcome is different than I expected) Never did I think it would come to this (Outcome is different than I expected) Bright cops and cheerleaders Eyebrows painted on their heads A mouthful of rotting cavities Drinking Coca-Cola in the street Never did I think it would come to this (Outcome is different than I expected) Never did I think it would come to this (Outcome is different than I expected) Shot in the leg, shot in the leg My leg is a bone, nobody home My hand is a wire, the skies are fire The drums are beating, pistols and jeans Left for dead, left for dead Left for dead, dead as a fly