Lyrics Suicide - Suzi Quatro
(QuatroTuckey)
Goodbye
American
dream
With
your
life
insurance
and
pension
schemes
Whoah
It′s
a
lonely
ride
down
golden
highways
Hope
is
blind
But
shoot
for
the
skyways
Promises
- turn
to
dust
And
it's
suicide
I′m
a
prisoner
in
72nd
Street
And
it's
suicide
I'm
a
prisoner
in
72nd
Street
Assembly
line
living
machine
Mass
production
bought
sight
unseen
Whoah
Rule
and
regulation
daze
Please
the
man
Or
lose
your
pay
And
you
sell
your
soul
to
society
And
it′s
suicide
I′m
a
prisoner
of
72nd
Street
And
it's
suicide
I′m
a
prisoner
of
72nd
Street
Rise
now
No
more
lies
Deep
depression
after
feeling
high
When
promises
come
all
undone
All
your
promises
Turn
to
dust
And
it's
suicide
I′m
a
prisoner
of
72nd
Street
And
it's
suicide
I′m
a
prisoner
of
72nd
Street
And
it's
suicide
I'm
a
prisoner
of
72nd
Street
And
it′s
suicide
I′m
a
prisoner
of
72nd
Street
And
it's
suicide
I′m
a
prisoner
of
72nd
Street
And
it's
suicide
I′m
a
prisoner
of
72nd
Street
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