Johnny Thunders & the Heartbreakers
In Cold Blood
Well, I was raised in the streetA city boy if you pleaseI probably forgot more, than you'll ever beNo doubt about itYou gotta (bop?) down, down the street Hey!You afraid of those creeps?Guardian angles are what we needNew York city police are so sweetIn cold bloodIn cold bloodWell you probably think I'm pretty madJust because I like it down thereWell don't you worry dearYou'll never end up deadIn cold bloodWell no one here gets out aliveLiving here its suicideAvenue A you might surviveRiverton you'll finally dieIn cold bloodIn cold blood
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