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He wants negative taxation
She wants some disco action
Live wire, smoke in the sky
The alleys filled with human garbage
It's always been this way
And all your girl friends have a plan left you good
In a way you know it's a relief
All that emotional responsibility
Didn't fit in with the useless life you lead
Feeding on the neon from the cold, cold windows
No pity on the pavement, hey Johnny, do you wanna move on?
You come to hate the people who live next door
They seem to have some money and you're so poor
You know you're gonna wind up in a council ward or a mental home
Once you had dreams but now you just hang on
You were a sweet little boy, hey do you remember when you were young?
But now you just can't work out exactly where things went wrong
Feeding on the neon from the cold, cold windows
No pity on the pavement, hey Johnny, do you wanna move on?
And you come to hate the people who live next door
They seem to have some money and you're so poor
Let's drink to all the men in positions of power and uncertainty
Making no progress in human misery
Yeah they grind you down with taxation
And someone gets a bullet in the head
Don't it make you glad sometimes to be safe home in your own bed?
Feeding on the neon from the cold, cold windows
No pity on the pavement, hey Johnny, do you wanna move on?
And you come to hate the people who live next door
They seem to have some money and you're so poor
Feeding on the neon
The cold, cold windows
No pity on the pavements
Hey Johnny, do you wanna move on?
No pity on the pavements
Hey Johnny, do you wanna move on?
No pity on the pavements
Hey Johnny, do you wanna move on?



Autor(en): Ian Carnochan Copyright: Kmr Holdings L.p.



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