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Raw Deal

I made a spike about nine o'clock on a Saturday

All eyes hit me as I walked into the bar

Inside then the guys were fooling in the denim dudes

A couple cards played rough stuff, New York, fire islandI cased the joint, straining at the scenesI moseyed up to the counter and the tender came a-grinnin'

I snapped the smile off his face and scowled "Give me a bourbon"

The mirror on the wall was collecting and reflecting

All the heavy bodies ducking, stealing eager for some action

The scene screwed me up, I saw some contactThen the big boys, saw me and knew that

I'd had too much, floating around, statues alive, seconds are hoursSacks like a hurricane, wrapped in and shattered

I was barely holding on to this flying body symphony

I guess I dream in pictures, not colors

The true free expression I demand is human rights, rightI gave my life, I am immortalI'm going no loss, I'm going no loss

I'm going no loss, I'm going no lossNightmare, just a bunch of goddamn, rotten, steaming, raw deal

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