.Oh come sweet life, wash clean my hands.
The revolution has been left to chance.
This dawns on me every morning at about three.
[Repeat: x4]
Battle for straight time
End of the road, our clock strikes nine.
Take back the streets, or take straight time for this.
My pure gone day.
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