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There's a few cars out at 2 o'clock the limousine, me, and the patrol copEverything seems white in the middle of the nightAlways get that feeling that things ain't quite rightThe man on the beach now he wants to start a fightWon't give him what he wants to feed the stereotypeThe man in the shop said it's all about hypeI just can't believe itIt's just a little bit of chaos under quite a bit controlIn and out, running, now we're on the radioJust a little bit of chaos under quite a bit controlIn and out, running, now we're on the radioJust a little bit of chaos under quite a bit controlA little left of center been the only thing I knowJust a little bit of chaos under quite a bit controlIt's such a large town to get so farMaybe I'm neurotic it just seems bizarreCompany cars compete speedin' up the concreteEarn a steady income and then become a deadbeatUnderneath the streetlight wait and watch the rat raceFellowman don't like ya, decides to put ya in your placeAlways runnin' scared cuz you don't understandNo way for you to see it?Letras de cancionesDoes it make you mad that we live this wayAre you feeling rather frantic, did we ruin your dayWho heeds the voice of the generation that's aheadTo be slavin' like a servant I'll be better off deadAre you feeling rather frantic, gonna be okay?You don't know From Letras Mania