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End Of An Era
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Well it's 1997, just about a quarter past eleven Nobody sits at home cause the rocks about to roll The Citgo sign with it's neon fire is fryin' all the suits While they're snortin' business up their nose, we're scuffin up our boots The downtown beat pours onto the street of the ground level Skeleton nation, but the high brow cannot hear it cause they ain't turned into the station All the common kids down on Comm. Ave have quite a lot to say But there ain't an ear to listen 'cause their turn is so far away Another kid with a broken heart An old beat up six string guitar Last train stop better get off At the end of an era Ghetto blast goes 1-2-3-4 If you're sick of being poor And the rebel beat beats on At the end of an era The elder ghosts are in the square As johnny fresh cut chops off his hair Butchy's black dreads flow all over town As black souls jive to the reggae sound When black and white dance

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