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Blinded by love In the back of a Southbound Greyhound bus And blinded by greed You better find out what you really need You better get out, get out, get out Get out, get out, get out Get out, get out, get out Rat City, oh, yeah Hanging on a memory Can't go back where you used to be Driving down a blacktop Can you feel the pressure drop? You better get out, get out, get out Get out, get out, get out Get out, get out, get out Rat City, oh, yeah Seven come eleven Yeah, you'll never get to heaven Banking on a straight flush Headed for an ambush You better get out, get out, get out Get out, get out, get out Get out, get out, get out Rat City, oh, yeah From Letras Mania