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The
streets
are
crowded
And
the
walls
aren't
clean
The
world's
being
taken
over
by
machines
Can't
find
a
refuge
or
a
place
to
go
I
try
to
share
but
they
don't
wannna
know
The
streets
of
gold
is
where
I
wanna
be
But
the
closest
that
I've
come
Is
deep
inside
my
dreams
Eager
for
the
things
You've
got
for
me
The
world
keeps
me
from
focusing
Lord
wotcha
kindly
take
us
outta
here
Its
dark
outside,
my
lanterns
broke
and
I'm
scared
I
said
God
please
take
us
outta
here
We'll
leave
it
all
behind
For
all
we
care
We're
goin
nowhere
Take
us
somewhere
Anywhere
but
here
The
times
are
tough
The
pillars
are
crumbling
down
Looking
for
a
place
that
I
can
turn
around
Sick
and
tired
of
these
mindless
matters
Wish
we
were
eatin
with
your
Son
Off
of
golden
platters
It's
getting
closer,
the
day
is
near
We're
beggin
God
please
take
us
there
The
streets
are
crowded
And
the
walls
aren't
clean
The
world's
being
taken
over
by
machines
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