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Plead it to a lesser count
D.N.A. says without a doubt
In 3 to 5 you're on the streets again

One more murder in this town
Don't mean a thing
You get accustomed to the sound

One more murder in this town
Just block off the street and
Wrap the crime scene tape around

Hosanna, Hosanna
I can't feel a thing at all
Hosanna, Hosanna
I can't feel a thing
I can't feel a thing at all

And I can't feel a thing at all
I can't feel a thing at all
Well I can't feel a thing at all
I can't feel a thing

Saturday
Saturday night you're going out
Parking lot, a figure come about
Feel a piece click against your head

Pleading to his sympathy
"Take the car, I got a family"
You hear a laugh, "It don't mean shit to me"

One more murder
One more murder
One more murder in this town
In this town
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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