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Dirty inner city streets Sun goes down, out come the freaks Crawling from their darkened alleyway Drunken bums, passed out on sidewalks Gang drive-bys, they're blowing heads off Chance the valley of death Green in hand Just a shot, you're feeling better As the world fades to grey Easy to find if you need him A nod of your head brings the medicine man The medicine man The medicine man The medicine man Babies, mother, junky whore Turning tricks so she can score See what daddy's little girl's become Mother's boy, he runs the street Steals from anyone he meets All he needs for money is his gun Just a shot, you're feeling better As the world fades to grey Letras de cancionesEasy to find if you need him A nod of your head brings the medicine man The medicine man You try and hide, can't run away He's in your head and there to stay He's got you by the fucking balls You try and hide, can't run away He's in your head and there to stay He's got you by the fucking balls You try and hide, can't run away He's in your head and there to stay He's got you by the fucking balls You try and hide, can't run away He's in your head and there to stay He's got you From Letras Mania