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London Town raised

Purple haze in his brain

****ed up again

In a rage against the machine again

Taking our teens again

When will it end?

La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la

La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la

High top, low fade

Rolling up the grade, yeah

High risk, low pay

He smokes it all away, all away

Don’t give a ****, so he walks with a light step (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

Suburban boredom’s the cause of the violence

He’s used to the sirens

La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la

La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la

London Town raised

Purple haze in his brain

****ed up again

In a rage

London Town raised

Purple haze in his brain

****ed up again

In a rage

Coors Light, cigarettes

Looks a mess

****in’ mess, Kevin!

Short hair, stinky breath

Teacher says he’s worthless

Yeah

He laughs at the pain

Cold blood stains of what remains

He prays and asks for a change

But won’t look him the face, ooh

La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la

La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la

La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la

La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la

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• Oliver Malcolm