(chuckle? )
The loud mornin’ in the small town cries
You gotta get away
And someone’s throwin’ in the prize
They don’t wanna stay
The streets are quiet like the stars
Moonlight puts on a chill
You gotta get yourself outta here
You always ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ha
Oh black rider feels alright
Oh persian dreams china white
Where you gonna go tonight
You gotta breakaway
Well you gotta breakaway
Uh people move between themselves
Without on purpose touching
Always nearly dark and frantic
In the corner people clutching
The dance-o-rama it burns ? ? ? ? ?
Hiding screams of passion
The nightwatch city it melts away
Oh keepin’ up with fashion
Oh black rider feels alright
Oh persian dreams china white
Oo, where you gonna stay tonight
You gotta breakaway
You gotta breakaway
Oh black rider feels alright
Come on chase the dragon
Time is tight=20
Time is tight
You gotta breakaway
Breakaway
Oh time is tight
Yeah
Time is so tight
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