Come off crisp, and play up to cynic
Clean and schooled, right down to the minute
You need to hear, that your life is rough
Speaking out and cold, that you've had enough

You know how to live, and your heart's gone by
Substance rush, is giving art a try
Your righteous squat's, been burned to the ground
Pass the buck, never utter a sound

High times, hard times
Downtown Julie Brown
High times, hard times
Downtown Julie!

You turned out
Wasted time
Need escape me
Missed it, right?

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