Sleepy Little Deathtoll Town

We got pretty neon veins and streets straight and wide
All the surfers look the same and all the suburbs go for miles
Got bells in a tower that ring in every hour
Hangin round
In my sleepy little deathtoll town

We got readings from the good book and preachers going bad
Got drunks in the parks in their brown paper bags
The sailors hit the streets now to pick up any disease going round
In my sleepy little deathtoll town

And it rains down so damn hard in this city
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