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It’s true that angels don’t come out of stone in Baltimore
Don’t hold your breath for a winter chill or treasure chests in Baltimore Crack of dawn the rage it all returns and the dogs flood the boulevards The break of day
Sun up morning and it starts again I run oh so confused in Baltimore
Oh Baltimore, I took such a lead just pacing to and fro, I never pay no heed Oh Baltimore, I’m terrified as hell runnin’ into walls
All the while the sun caresses high the hills
And Chevrolets driving their shrewd miners of gold Gently down the road
Oh Baltimore just can’t get no rest with all these lights so bright and these narrow beds Oh Baltimore I struggle now when they vanish away, oh I will still remain
Oh Baltimore...