I'll be there in an hour,
I'll be there in an hour
or two.

We'll be there burning cradles,
we'll be there throwing candles
at you.

Watch, the engine's rushing, gushing.
I'd rather be stealing than crushing
on you.

The street is hard, and
the street could cut your heart
in two.

And we'll be there selling flowers,
we'll be there throwing parties
at you.

Watch, the engine's rushing, gushing.
I'd rather be stealing than crushing
on you.

This youth is spitting fire.
These words, they come on layers:
I'd rather be dying than crushing
on you.


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