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| Photo by Vladimir Došenović |
It's the city, open up!
Oh, how's the property today?
How's your smiling face?
Let me rock your door,
Crack it with lightning bolts,
There is power in this balled fist,
Let me show you who I am!
This energy that I've created,
This energy that's unwelcomed,
This energy to disrupt,
This energy before my screaming voice!
"How's the property today?"
I had my morning coffee,
Not on the ground floor,
They seemed to have evacuated,
They must have heard my footsteps.
Oh, I wonder why,
Oh, I wonder why, I wonder why,
Why have they gone,
What? 'you no like it here'.
