Текст песни The Prey - Dead Kennedys
You're
from
out
of
town
I
can
tell
that
by
your
shoes
Flew
in
for
the
convention
Getting
tipsy
in
a
bar
You're
leaving
pretty
late
Gotta
get
up
in
the
morning
Thinking
she's
just
too
expensive
And
you
know
you're
probably
right
There's
no
one
on
the
streets
And
you
can't
find
your
hotel
You
walk
a
little
faster
Someone's
following
you
The
wallet-size
bulge
In
your
double-knit
butt
Has
money
for
me
And
maybe
credit
cards
You
dart
around
the
next
corner
You
can't
look
around
Quick
now,
fish
for
the
keys
for
the
door
You
don't
even
know
where
you
are
You
walk
a
little
faster
I
walk
a
little
faster
Sensing
that
I
sense
you
Now
there's
no
escape
I
can
almost
taste
your
dandruff
As
I
reach
out
for
your
face
And
I
strike
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