I walk these streets like I’m afraid of bullet
Still I walk but sweating bullet
I walk with a determined will
And determined to shun the advance of evil
The advanced of all that is evil
There I walk with great smile
With the wind of great fortitude
The streets speaks in harshly tone
Voices all too familiar
All too clear to the listening ears of may
Many in the streets grappled with fear
So grappled they slump into despair
I walk these streets like I’m afraid of bullet

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