Текст (слова) песни: Fury In The Slaughterhouse - Click Song
he sits in a room down the dead end street dirty old T-shirt sweating in the heat he`s 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 mind built himself a world to leave those troubles behind I`m sorry that world ain`t mine I`m sorry that world ain`t mine
once we were friends but that is long ago in 1987 I decided to go I left him in his room down the dead end street now I`ve heard he`s killed his neighbours dog just to have a piece of meat
and that is what I call and that is what I call no chance to retreat...
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