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Hanging On The Corner, Watching You Walk By

Creeping In The Dark, Full Of Hardcore Pride

Dancing In The Pit, Is What He's All About

Slamming To The Beat, So Let Me Hear You Shout

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You Know You Know His Face, You Know That He Knows You

You Have Seen His Fist, Or The Bottom Of His Boot

Getting Into Shows, He Don't Wait On Line

Dancing His Whole Life, Retired In His Prime

Old School Blood, N Y H C

He's A Maniac, Diving Off The Balcony

Flying Cross The Stage, Fits Of Hardcore Rage

Diving On Your Head, Freddy Madball Said

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