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We're lost at the edge of time No money, it ain't a crime Doing things the way that I choose Gonna make the front page news My finger on the gun Bang, bang, gets things done You got nothing, nothing to lose Street life, paying your dues Gonna sing the young man blues You got nothing, nothing to lose I want dollars, sex, instant fame Let it rock, the name of the game Steal a car, and I'm ready to fight Fat cop gonna read ya your rights I'm lost on the heartbreak zone Hold tight, don't let go, no, no, no |
You got nothing, nothing to lose Street life, pay your dues Gonna sing the young man blues Fall from grace, child in time Born of thunder, one of a kind Fire and ice, battle cry Powers within, they multiply, yeah Oh... Loose gun and I can't be beat White trash kickin' the street A city brat gone far from home A city brat don't want anymore, My finger on the gun A bang, bang gets things done Yeah, yeah, yeah |
You got nothing, nothing to lose Street life, paying your dues Gonna sing the young man dues You got nothing You got nothing, nothing to lose Street life, paying your dues Gonna sing the young man blues You got nothing, nothing to lose You gotta scream and fight Hey, hey, yeah, hey, hey, yeah Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa No, no, no, no, no, no Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah, Yeah |
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