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Text: Joe Jackson. Hell of a Town.

It's a hell of a town
There's smoke coming up through the holes in the ground
It's a hell of a town
Plenty of devils for taking you down
Any time of night and day

It's a hell of a town
Getting drunk on the tears of a clown
It's a hell of a town
Steppin' out in a bulletproof gown
So get out of my goddamn way

I'm walking here
I'm talking here

It's a hell of a town
Swimming out where the ships run aground
It's a hell of a town
Always room on the merry-go-round
So step up and be damned today

I'm walking here
I'm talking here