<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=70706" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Click Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He sits in a room down the dead end street<br>Dirty old t-shirt sweating in the heat<br>Hes got no girl and no money for a drink<br>No deeper way to sink<br>No deeper way<br>He was looking for a job, jobs are hard to find<br>Everyday the same things torture his mind<br>Built himself a world<br>To leave those troubles behind<br>Im sorry that world aint mine<br>Im sorry that world aint mine<br>Once we were friends but that is long ago<br>In 1987 I decided to go<br>I left him in his room down the dead end street<br>Now Ive heard hes killed his neighbours dog<br>Just to have a piece of meat<br>And that is what I call<br>And that is what I call<br>No chance to retreat...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=70706" data-title="Click Song" data-description="He sits in a room down the dead end street Dirty old t-shirt sweating in the heat Hes got no girl and no money for a drink No deeper way to sink No deeper way He was looking for a job, jobs are hard to find Everyday the same things torture his min..."></div> </div> </div>

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