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Flat block of two dimensions |
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Neon totem pole to the sky |
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Keeping scores of people stacked up so high |
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Above the ground |
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But all they can hear is the sound |
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Of the wind in the antennae |
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It's a human zoo |
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A suicide machine |
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Childhood of concrete cube shaped |
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A flypaper stuck with human life |
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Caged up rage swarming all the time |
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Tear out the telephones |
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Rip up the pages of directories |
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And wreck all these |
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High speed lifts and elevators |
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Be a sabotage rebel without a cause |
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High rise, living in a high rise |
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High rise, living in a high rise |
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High rise, living in a high rise |
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High rise, all stacked up in a high rise block |
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High rise, living in a high rise |
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High rise, living in a high rise |
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High rise, living in a high rise |
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High rise, all stacked up in a high rise block |
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Starfish of human blood shape |
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Tentacles of human gore |
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Spread out on the pavement |
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From the 99th floor |
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Well, somebody said that he jumped |
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But we know he was pushed |
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He was just like you might have been |
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On the 99th floor of a suicide machine |
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High rise, living in a high rise |
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High rise, living in a high rise |
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High rise, living in a high rise |
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High rise, all stacked up in a high rise block |
