At the end of the street
At the top of the road
On the Cypress Avenue
We let each other go
Hey what’s your name
Where you coming from
Got any smokes
Don’t say anything wrong
The boys are in town
They cover every word
Watching from the sidelines
Like Jesus Christ our Lord
Everyone has a mother
A family that cares
Everyone’s in their Sunday best
Just ignore suspicious stares
You have to pay the price
Admission is a vice
Barbed wire can it slice
Skin bleeds like for like
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