.Walking after dark,
In the New York City park.
Your thoughts are so unholy,
In the holiest of holes.
Onward Christian soldiers,
Filled with jive and mind control.
[Pre-Chorus:]
The blood left on the dance floor running, running red.
The bullet that you asked for .
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