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Do Or DieThe scene a rain soaked alley,Sweet sweat and night reveille, The graffiti it taunts you, And the night air it haunts you, Deep in the metropolis, Life’s a hit or miss, A distant horn blows hard, It peaks and then retards. Hit and run, It’s only just begun, Do or die, It’s time to fly, Fight or flight, With all your might, Do or die, Oh it’s time to fly. The city it never sleeps, In its wake the eye it meets, Senses are paramount, The days too long to count, Your future you sold, No pavements made from gold, The dirt it bites your collar, Turn around don’t lose tomorrow. Hit and run, It’s only just begun, Do or die, It’s time to fly, Fight or flight, With all your might, Do or die, Oh it’s time to fly. Hit and run, It’s only just begun, Do or die, It’s time to fly, Fight or flight, With all your might, Do or die, oh it’s time to fly. Just one in a million, Of the lonely hearts battalion, Loneliness breeds apathy, A friendly face you long to see, Too many painted faces, Empty minds on empty spaces, The time is very near, Move now the coast is clear. Hit and run, It’s only just begun, Do or die, It’s time to fly, Fight or flight, With all your might, Do or die, oh it’s time to fly. |