Cops and robbers, strictly bargain line, Spend the wet night tracking visions through the pines. Draw my arms into my hospital gown. See the sky open up and rain down, Rain down. Mercy for the Diaz brothers. Mercy for the Diaz brothers. Hear my rival
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Unknown engines underneath the city Steam pushing up in billows through the grates Frankie Lymon's tracking "Seabreeze" in a studio in Harlem Its 1968. Just a pair of tunes to hammer out. Everybody's off the clock by 10:00. The loneliest people