Its dark out this time of year
so lend an ear
in the deep alleyways of the city
people meet, greet and sleep
because not everyone is rich
yes there are poor people in this quiete little niche
and though their clothes are torn and bleached
they don't like to preach
about those dark alleyways and flaming monkeys
yes monkeys
like a gorillas
when they see tortillas
they fight for it
like people without a soul
they fight to survive in a world where each day is a struggle
in a world of dark alleys
and flaming monkeys
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