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Walking on the streets of d.c.,
On the eastcoast where I live,
You say what’s the problem,
What’s with this angry kid? ,
You don’t like the way I walk,
Or the way I talk,
Or the way I swing my hands,
You don’t like the words I speak,
Or the thoughts I think,
And I know you’ll never understand,
You know - on the eastcoast,
We ride until we die - you know,
Chorus
Well there’s a place inside my mind,
Yeah a place you’ll never find,
There’s a place inside my mind walk this way,
There’s a place inside my mind yeah a place you’ll never find,
There’s a place inside my mind we’ll leave today,
Wouldn’t it be perfect if I could sit with you? ,
And we would, change a thing or two,
We could change a thing or two,
We would change the way you think,
We would change the way I think,
We can’t change the way they think so we’re not changing anything,
Chorus
Bridge?
On the eastcoast we ride,
Until the day we die.
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