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Interpret:
Genesis
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| Back In N.Y.C.
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I see faces and
traces of home back in New York City -
So you think Im a tough kid? Is that what you heard?
Well I like to see some action and it gets into my blood
They call me the trail blazer - Rael - electric razor
Im a pitcher in the chain gang, we dont believe in pain
Cos were only as strong, yes were only as strong, as the
weakest link in the chain
Let me out of Pontiac when I was just seventeen
I had to get it out of me, if you know what I mean, what I mean
You say I must be crazy, cos I dont care who I hit, who I hit
But I know its me thats hittin out, and Im, Im not full of
shit
I dont care who I hurt, I dont care who I do wrong
This is your mess Im stuck in, I really dont belong
When I take out my bottle, filled up high with gasoline
You can tell by the night fires here Rael has been, has been
As I cuddled the porcupine
He said I had none to blame, but me
Held my heart, deep in hair
Time to shave, shave it off, it off
No time for romantic escape
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape, no!
No time for romantic escape
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape, no!
Off we go
Youre sitting in your comfort you dont believe Im real
You cannot buy protection from the way that I feel
Your progressive hypocrites hand out their trash
But it was mine in the first place, so Ill burn it to ash
And Ive tasted all the strongest meats
And laid them down in coloured sheets
Laid them down in coloured sheets
Who needs illusion of love and affection
When youre out walking in the streets with your mainline
connection?
Connection
As I cuddled the porcupine
He said I had none to blame, but me
Held my heart, deep in hair
Time to shave, shave it off, it off
No time for romantic escape
When your fluffy heart is ready for rape, no!
... No time
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