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Down on the placeThe pizza the squareIn the streetOn the stradaWatching the blood flowDown where the boy goesDown where the bloods flowSmiling like you've looked at deathAnd liked it - What could be betterMe I never get what I want and don't wantWhat I haveIn the dirty treesBy the Dirty riverHot summer cityMuggy afternoon airMosquitoes humming'round our headsCars stream over nearby bridgeBlood streams down my armI always wondered what went onIn places like this a partOf me always wanted to be a partOf what went on in places like thisDown where the blood flowDown where the bot goesWatching the blood flowYou say you sayYou like it that wayAnd you need it helter skelterYou wanted to be badBorn under the sign of bloodYou say noNo to any reasonable facsimile of loveThat's all out of the question'cause you always wanted to beA part of what went on in places like thisBut love is out of the questionSmiling like you've looked at deathAnd liked it - What could be betterMe I never get what I want and don't wantWhat I haveDown on the placeThe pizza the squareIn the streetOn the strasseWatching the blood flowDown where the boy goesDown where the blood flowSmiling like you've looked at deathAnd liked it - What could be betterMe I never get what I want and don't wantWhat you have