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The sweet smell of garbage
It's raining in Detroit
yet the johns still look for hookers to exploit
puddles yield oily reflections
in this city there is no affection
crackheads still wait for money by the freeway
foreclosure victim's still looking for a key-way
bums near the casinos hoping for spare change
while hard working people get short changed
It's raining in Detroit
everyone's sharp yet no one has a point
a city basically burned to the ground
at night sirens and bullets the only sound
potholes like graveyards cover the streets
its like everyone gave up and just hunkered in defeat
shit covered gobbledygook,
starving stray animals everywhere you look
its raining in Detroit
man, i need a joint!....
.
yet the johns still look for hookers to exploit
puddles yield oily reflections
in this city there is no affection
crackheads still wait for money by the freeway
foreclosure victim's still looking for a key-way
bums near the casinos hoping for spare change
while hard working people get short changed
It's raining in Detroit
everyone's sharp yet no one has a point
a city basically burned to the ground
at night sirens and bullets the only sound
potholes like graveyards cover the streets
its like everyone gave up and just hunkered in defeat
shit covered gobbledygook,
starving stray animals everywhere you look
its raining in Detroit
man, i need a joint!....
.
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