."When you clean up a city you kill it.
There's no place to go in the hollywood hills now.
It's dead...
It stinks of death...
The Puritans, the Christians - They've cleaned it up, they've dried it up.
Like no rose will ever grow..."
Shoot free sentry shoot to wind
As the tar.
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