Me, You
The anticipation is in the legend of tomorrow
Drink, Two
When wine and fire won't suffice for time,
and your trials and tribulations queue
There's no simple life in living lies
When you bring to mind the Hatfields & the McCoys
Inside the towns rich founds high society
electric protection propriety, and Doberman Pinchers
Red, Blue
The schemes and solutions of police take their toll
Much, Few
The numbers lie with truth in the credits as they roll
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