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Welcome back to your sweet citythe wind sticks in your face when you're at homea hundred old lovers talking by themseleves keep me company while I'm homegetting high amidst these free skies like,way back in the dayremember when you said that if I'd stay you'd always staygetting high amdist these free skies like,way back in the dayif there's a bomb in your just throw itif the guns to hard just runThis place is filled with sickos!This place is filled with sickos!Westcoast kids they are so mellowI'd always stand out like a sore thumbSouthern girls they're oh so sensitiveMidwesterner with his wife make me feel numb From Letras Mania