I got some hard times Two punks up on the subway It's a long way to go To get to Leicester Square A hard line It's the one you gotta cross The one you gotta cross To get you anywhere Michael's on his way to pay back syndication A fist ? and his backstreet education The 8-ball stops him low Demonstrations show It's crystal clear it ain't so great for those who become broken in here yeah I got none I got no mind for... nothing I got no insight, I got no feelings I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here The clockers (?) that could swamp us now, the prime objective: Fear To rob us for some different ? places no one near The tension begins to grow ? so He ? yeah I got none I got no mind for... nothing I got no insight, I got no feelings I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here Yeah!!! Ah no no!!! ah no!!! Ah no no no no!!! I got some hard times Two punks up on the subway It's a long way to go To get to Leicester Square A hard line It's the one you gotta cross The one you gotta cross To get you anywhere Mike gets whipped, his boy-face slapped around a cheap cigar His gang could sing cause they're always seeing the trouble from afar He act so (?apropos?) ? stall He makes his point then jumps in joint to the backseat with a bottle of beer (?mulatto girl?) I got none I got no mind for... nothing I got no insight, I got no feelings I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here Yeah!!! Ah no no!!! Ah no!!! Ah no no no no I got some hard times Two punks up on the subway It's a long way to go To get to Leicester Square A hard line It's the one you gotta cross The one you gotta cross To get you anywhere Yeah!!! You see I got none I got no mind for... nothing I got no insight, I got no feelings I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here
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