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Pregnant teens on the Barton street bus<br />homeless people living off crust<br />And there?s a beat-up town car - it?s starting to rust<br />Hard soles are kicking up dust<br />Half a million people living in the corpse of the brown brick 50?s<br />To the north, all the small town outcasts are now big city bourgeoisie<br /><br />All the boys in the halfway houses<br />Wave to the girls of Emerald Street<br /><br />Our calloused fingers, blood red on the brick - but we hold on<br />We?ll never falter, though they want us to slip - we hold on<br /><br />The desperate, downtown stealing bikes<br />Drunks in the village are picking fights<br /><br />So, police like the streets to read them their rights<br />No controlling hot summer nights<br />The sun goes down on the edge of town, at the end of everyday<br />We sit and watch the stacks, on fire, to the east across the bay<br /><br />All the boys in the halfway houses<br />Wave to the girls of Emerald Street<br /><br />Our calloused fingers, blood red on the brick - but we hold on<br />We?ll never falter, though they want us to slip - we hold on<br /><br />There?s something in the church belfry<br />On the corner of Victoria and king<br />And it screams out into the night<br />It sings this city?s plight<br /><br />All the boys in the halfway houses<br />Wave to the girls of Emerald Street<br /><br />Our calloused fingers, blood red on the brick - but we hold on<br />We?ll never falter, though they want us to slip - we hold on
New song lyrics
Pregnant teens on the Barton street bus<br />homeless people living off crust<br />And there?s a beat-up town car - it?s starting to rust<br />Hard soles are kicking up dust<br />Half a million people living in the corpse of the brown brick 50?s<br />To the north, all the small town outcasts are now big city bourgeoisie<br /><br />All the boys in the halfway houses<br />Wave to the girls of Emerald Street<br /><br />Our calloused fingers, blood red on the brick - but we hold on<br />We?ll never falter, though they want us to slip - we hold on<br /><br />The desperate, downtown stealing bikes<br />Drunks in the village are picking fights<br /><br />So, police like the streets to read them their rights<br />No controlling hot summer nights<br />The sun goes down on the edge of town, at the end of everyday<br />We sit and watch the stacks, on fire, to the east across the bay<br /><br />All the boys in the halfway houses<br />Wave to the girls of Emerald Street<br /><br />Our calloused fingers, blood red on the brick - but we hold on<br />We?ll never falter, though they want us to slip - we hold on<br /><br />There?s something in the church belfry<br />On the corner of Victoria and king<br />And it screams out into the night<br />It sings this city?s plight<br /><br />All the boys in the halfway houses<br />Wave to the girls of Emerald Street<br /><br />Our calloused fingers, blood red on the brick - but we hold on<br />We?ll never falter, though they want us to slip - we hold on
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