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• Artiste: My Friend The Chocolate Cake
• Titre: Foreigner
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Nobody will notice when the foreigner goes down Nobody misses a beat when his head hits the ground There's party lights and sirens going off all over town All around He gets inside a taxi 'Take me to a train' The driver is full of speed Talking garbage once again He goes on and on and on and on against immigration (we've heard it all before) Yeah somebody is on to him The greed has brought them out They're all chasing the easy life They're all chasing the fight All the young dudes on the streets are Trying to do what's right Is he a gold smuggler? Selling body parts for cash? With drugs taped to his body, well he's not like us They speak a different language down the back of the bus (and that's suss) Yeah somebody is on to him The greed has brought them out They're all chasing the easy life They're all chasing the fight All the young dudes on the streets are Trying to do what's right The walls are black, the street lamps weak And all taboos are broken A billion moths swamp Sydney streets And not a word is spoken The October plague is here once more We are all over taken Yeah somebody is on to him The greed has brought them out They're all chasing the easy life They're all chasing the fight All the young dudes on the streets are Trying to do what's right