.Down a spraypaint backalley, I look up at the sky
And I see through red eyes
The seagulls wheel around and around Worn out couches and fridges, and mongrel dogs roam free
There are rags and there are riches Inside this head for me
We drink cheap English cider, and smoke hashish fro.
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