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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=89502" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>No Mean City</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stopped in fright at a traffic light<br>Red eyes staring me out<br>Strange feelings comin' down tonight<br>Can't quite figure it out<br>Fit your alibi before your crime<br>No need in serving no time<br>Case you scam, or you'll get rammed<br>Stretched out on that line<br>Hangin' out at a shooting site<br>Cold turkey calling a tune<br>All the answers coming late tonight<br>Try to look like you're immune<br>In your eyes you can feel the heat<br>But the feelings outa touch<br>You're working on just a holding on<br>You're hurtin' oh so much<br>Feel the city heartbeat, feel the pulse in the streets<br>Can you feel the city heartbeat, can you feel the pulse in the streets<br>Can you feel your own heartbeat<br>Can you feel your blood begin to heat?<br>Call off your dogs 'cause i am no fox<br>Turn off your white light<br>My alibi is rock tight<br>Your night stick, cheap trick is pullin' me in<br>Your monkey suit, stage fright, black and white blue suit, law suit<br>Is wearin', mighty thin<br>Feel the city heartbeat, feel the pulse in the streets<br>Can you feel the city heartbeat, can you feel the pulse in the streets<br>Can you feel your own heartbeat<br>Can you feel your blood begin to heat?<br>Borstal boy laughing at justice now he's a star<br>And the perfume he wore lingers on the king's road<br>Like a whore<br>Legs wrapped around a plastic stool<br>He's making more in one day<br>Than you've had.......hot, hot dinners<br>Call out your legions, the savior is loose<br>Telling true stories you know that ain't no use<br>Your empire is burning you can feel the smell<br>Your hot rod , space pod, tax relief, kill machine<br>Is looking mean<br>And should be working well<br>Feel the city heartbeat, feel the pulse in the streets<br>Can you feel your own heartbeat<br>Can you feel the pulse in the streets<br>Can you feel your own heartbeat<br>Can you feel your blood begin to heat?<br>(mccafferty, charlton, cleminson, agnew, sweet)<br>Copyright 1978 nazsongs/panache music ltd.<br>International copyright secured. all rights reserved.<br>1979 a&m records, inc.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Nazareth - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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Red eyes staring me out
Strange feelings comin' down tonight
Can't quite figure it out
Fit your alibi before your crime
No need in serving no time
Case you scam, or you'll get rammed
Stretched out on that line
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