.Your little pink houses are packed too tight
Built in rows to trap you in
Living made for dying, for giving in
In this town authority always wins
Like 97 crosses on the courthouse yard
Where you're taught to fear Jesus and the wrath of god
Yeah, there's nowhere el.
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