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Nightmare City

 

Nightmare City

(album: Collideøscope - 2003)


Let the children go, let the children go
Let the children go, let the children go
(Nobody knows the trouble she's seen)

Let the children go, let the children go
(She is, she's my ghetto queen, for real)
Let the children go, let the children go

In this brutal system that knows no pity
Living in nightmare city
In this urban battle field, she knows no barricade
With some kind of crazy hope in these days of rage
Living in nightmare city, living in nightmare city

Let the children go, let the children go
(Nobody knows the trouble she's seen)
Let the children go, let the children go
(She is, she's my ghetto queen, for real)

Here come the crawling politicians on their ghetto safari
Living in nightmare city
In this urban battle field she lives in smoke and haze
With some kind of crazy hope in these days of rage
Living in nightmare city, living in nightmare city

Let the children go, let the children go
(Nobody knows the trouble she's seen)
Let the children go, let the children go
(She is, she's my ghetto queen, for real)

She speaks without saying a word
She screams without being heard
Living in nightmare city

She speaks without saying a word
She screams without being heard
Living in nightmare city

Let the children go, let the children go
Let the children go, let the children go
(Nobody knows the trouble I see)

Let the children go, let the children go
(She is, she's my ghetto queen)
Let the children go, let the children go

Let the children go, let the children go
(She's my ghetto queen, for real)
Let the children go, let the children go
(She's my ghetto queen)

Let the children go, let the children go
(She's my ghetto queen, for real)
Let the children go, let the children go
(For real, for real)
Let the children go, let the children go
(She's my ghetto queen)

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