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Iggy Pop - Neighborhood Threat lyrics
Down where your paint is cracking Look down your backstairs buddy Somebodies living there and He don't really feel the weather And he don't share your pleasures No, he don't share your pleasures Did you see his eyes? Did you see his crazy eyes? And you're so surprised he doesn't run to catch your ash Everybody always wants to kiss your trash And you can't help him, no one can And now that he knows There's nothing to get Will you still place your bet Against the Neighbourhood Threat? Somewhere a baby's feeding Somewhere a mother's needing Outside her boy is trying But mostly he is crying Did you see his eyes? Did you see his crazy eyes? And you're so surprised he doesn't run to catch your ash Everybody always wants to kiss your trash But you can't help him, no one can And now that he knows There's nothing to get Not in this place Not in your face Will you still place your bet Against the Neighbourhood Threat? [Repeat] |
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