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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBedlam in Belgium
The blood in my veinsWas running right through my brainThere was a cop with a gunWho was running around insaneThree fifty arrestsNo bullet proof vestNow ain't that a shameWe wanted to playPlay for the crowd"No", said the wankers"You're on your way out"Bedlam in BelgiumBedlam in BelgiumThe place was a jumpin'And the booze was going downThere's a curfew in townYou've been working overtimeWe don't play just for paySo we'd like to stayStay just the sameHe gave me a crackIn the back with his gunI bled so badI could feel the blood runBedlam in BelgiumIt was bedlam in BelgiumBedlam in BelgiumCame for a good timeLeft on the run.Bedlam in BelgiumWho's to blame, it's a shameBedlam in BelgiumIt was bedlamYou gonna run outStage was stageCops enragedCrying for moreIt was war, war, warBedlam in BelgiumIt was bedlam in BelgiumBedlam in BelgiumCame for a good timeLeft on the run.Bedlam in BelgiumIt was bedlam in BelgiumThere was bedlam in BelgiumIt was bedlamAnd the law got the drop on me
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