The Spits - Eyesore City | Текст песни

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Bottles broken under feet and the smell of crime,
It don't mean that much to me, walkin' through the slime

It's an eyesore city, it's an eyesore city

With the bodies and the meat, and the swarming flies

Always running from the heat, and their melting piles

It's an eyesore city, it's an eyesore city

It's an eyesore city, it's an eyesore city
It's an eyesore city, it's an eyesore city

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