Sirens in the street under pressure. [x8]
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Take a step outside of my front door,
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It's about 110,
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And once again my shoes become concrete.
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Everybody said it's ok,
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It's just a headtrip,
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Everything is alright.
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But don't you know,
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That I know something must end?
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And it's all through the night,
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And I know deep inside,
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That something evil stands in the way.
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Singing all through the night,
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Through these hot summer streets.
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And take no more,
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And answer:
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"No I'll never walk away."
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Sirens in the street under pressure. [x4]
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Over the airwaves,
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Through the static from the top of the tower.
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Sirens echo out across the land,
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Throughout the world, a ruckus forms down through the backalley streets,
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Which break the silence, sirens sound out, we stand.
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And it's on through the night,
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Through these hot summer streets.
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On and on, nothing stands in the way.
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Singing all through the night,
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Through these hot summer streets.
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And for not good reason,
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It's worth something we must say.
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Sirens in the street under pressure. [x4]
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Sirens in the street...
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Sirens in the street...
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Sirens in the street...
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And they're calling for you...under pressure
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Sirens in the street under pressure [x8]
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Sirens!
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Sirens
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