"No Sense of Crime" as written by and J. Williamson J. Osterberg....
Hey! Hey!

Child of mine.
We are the sweeter kind.

Drugs and death!
Are our place in time.
Breathless and running blind.

Running blind.

Good and bad.
Lies be done.
Makes us so catchy.
It makes us cry!

Yeah we're gonna feel good inside!
We're gonna feel good.
Good inside.

Cry to me.
Cry to me baby.
Cause your mine.
Baby cry.
Run and cry.

Gifts and pain.
Sees them crawl.

Now if there funny.

Kids and dames.
Sees them crawl.
They never cared at all.

Looks like they've got no sense of crime.
Looks like she's got no sense of crime.

Crooks and dares, hopeless in time.

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"No Sense of Crime" as written by J. Osterberg Iggy Pop

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