Sick Jones

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Tin Huey - Rock

Sick Jones

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Lyrics

No place for the faint of heart, let me tell you Punks are out in force, take your life away, let me tell you Got some chaos here, got some crime here Gotta stop it now, stop it dead in its tracks Gonna step on it, gonna shoot some geeks, step up the attack A band of aliens perish in the desert, who needs 'em? The mandate stands, roll out your plans for a war on crime Young man's odds desperately lead to me now Rescued from the dеbris Tears flow, suspects turn on each othеr Roll out your plan for a war on crime There's no limit to our hunger, rape and robbery become such a bore Set the traps for the howling dogs, this is a war, this is a war I'm not tongue-tied by this jam Planting spies, and charging buffalo killed everyone The cops want some radical action There's hijackers in high water The social register's worried sick about their kids, so full of love Who needs them? Let's use it

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Credits

Writers
  • Michael Aylward
  • Harvey Gold
  • Ralph Legnini
  • Stuart Austin