Kevin Songtext
von Oliver Malcolm

London Town raised
Purple haze in his brain
Fucked up again
In a rage against the machine again
Taking our teens again
When will it end?

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High top, low fade
Rolling up the grade, yeah
High risk, low pay
He smokes it all away, all away
Don′t give a fuck, so he walks with a light step (yeah), yeah (yeah)
Suburban boredom's the cause of the violence
He′s used to the sirens

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London Town raised
Purple haze in his brain
Fucked up again
In a rage
London Town raised
Purple haze in his brain
Fucked up again
In a rage

Coors Light, cigarettes
Looks a mess
Short hair, stinky breath
Teacher says he's worthless
(You'll get the end over at a reason) Yeah
He laughs at the pain
Cold blood stains of what remains
He prays and asks for a change
But won′t look him in the face, ooh

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