East 12th Street Lyrics

II. East 12th Street
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And nobody cares,
And nobody cares,
Does anyone care if nobody cares?
And nobody cares,
And nobody cares,
Does anyone care if nobody cares?

Jesus is filling out paperwork now,
At the facility on east 12th Street,
He's not listening to a word now,
He's in his own world,
And he's daydreaming

He'd rather be doing something else now,
Like cigarettes and coffee with the underbelly, His life's on the line with anxiety now,
And she had enough,
And he's had plenty

Somebody get me out of here,
Anybody get me out of here,
Somebody get me out of here,
Get me the f*ck right out of here

So far away,
I don't want to stay,
Get me outtalk here right now,
I just want to be free,
Is there a possibility?
Get me out of here right now,
This life-like dream ain't for me

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