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No 1s Lookin
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¡MAYDAY!
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When no-one's lookin'; when no-one's there That's when the dirt gets done 'round here When no-one's lookin'; when no-one's there That's when the dirt is gettin' done 'round here When no-one's lookin'; when no-one's there That's when the dirt gets done 'round here When no-one's lookin'; when no-one's there That's when the dirt is gettin' done 'round here I wake up in a world which used to be full of merchants Watchin' my every move; I couldn't find my purpose I remember walkin' around, feelin' eyes on my back Tryin' to keep up the act, but it fell through Down, down the well it goes, and all this hell I know Is now publicly owned Oh Now, now this clever poem Can be your very own Little melody; go sing with me Blindfold the neighborhood; close the windows, say it's good Burn the forest, claim the wood; I'll do it and say you should Break every lightbulb and battery 'Cause I don't need these purists and these pop junkies mad at me Call it censorship, means I'll call it reality Smoke and mirrors get bent; circus-like reality Give 'em slithers ten cents and they take all your salary I keep my dirt covert so I can sprout an apple tree and... When no-one's lookin'; when no-one's there That's when the dirt gets done 'round here When no-one's lookin'; when no-one's there That's when the dirt is gettin' done 'round here When no-one's lookin'; when no-one's there That's when the dirt gets done 'round here When no-one's lookin'; when no-one's there That's when the dirt is gettin' done 'round here Walkin' the other side; walkin' the thinnest line Where there be shadows where the killers hide She never pictured them the crazy type They never picked up on the subtle signs until they tallied up the crime Watch for the quiet ones, where you decide to run Watch for the fired gun before you decide givin' up Stick 'em up, stick 'em up trap is hotter since we set up shop But now these informants are being planted like illegal crops Yeah, inside these primary colors I find a shade of blue to smuggle in some words for my brothers I'm Axel Foley homey; nah you don't know me; I'm undercover P-Plannin' and plottin' under this concrete and gutters Playin' these numbers indeed; runnin' with killers indeed Bein' what I can see, takin' all that's in front of me They had it comin'; tired of hunger so we did somethin' Had to steal some money -- power, respect it and love it When no-one's lookin'; when no-one's there That's when the dirt gets done 'round here When no-one's lookin'; when no-one's there That's when the dirt is gettin' done 'round here When no-one's lookin'; when no-one's there That's when the dirt gets done 'round here When no-one's lookin'; when no-one's there That's when the dirt is gettin' done 'round here If there's really a place where I can be myself I'll lose this mask we wear We've all been doin' some hidin' In the disguise that we wear to protect us from ourselves When no-one's lookin'; when no-one's there That's when the dirt gets done 'round here
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