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My New Neighborhood

This neighborhood is full of mutts
Barking kids and arguments
People yell from block to block
And quiet down by 10 O'clock

They blow their horns in a kind of code
And gun their engines in the road
With both hands they check their hair
Waiting for the girls downstairs

In my new neighborhood
I live here
My new neighborhood
This year

This neighborhood has corner bars
Family stores and teenage cars
The old kids run on gasoline
All lit up by the coke machine

There's jumprope for the younger ones
And those who work and play with guns
One is working on his right
To kill a shadow's appetite

In my new neighborhood
I live here
My new neighborhood
This year

Well another day and another fight
It's just two neighbors in the night
Wanda punched and Ruben cried
And Wanda she got locked outside

The sirens will come through again
And none of this looks good in rain
The steel looms like a dinosaur
A train goes by and cries for more

From my new neighborhood
I live here
My new neighborhood
This year

My new neighborhood
I live here
My new neighborhood
This year


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