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July is a tramp
Drinking whiskey from a cup
She's cock-a-hoop and always coked up
She's a space child, breezy and wild
Tony is a sly dog
Rogue and stony broke
He walks and talks like he's out to provoke
He's a hotshot, on the run but never caught
And they run
They run
They run
Yeah, they run
They run
They run
When they've reached rock-bottom
And have nowhere to go
There's a chock-a-block place where they can rock the show
They call it "Fresh Blood", that's where the going gets hot
Midnight hour
The band begins to play
July's found a John, it's pay day
But they cant strike, Johns got a nine mike mike
And they fall
They fall
They fall
Yeah, they fall
They fall
They fall