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Danny was a boy with a teenage dream
Now hes hanging with the dudes
In a real mean team
Burning up his fuel at a tender age
When reality hit him like a slap in the face
Now hes always on the run
Hes gotta fight gotta be strong
Where the tough gets going
Where the wild ones meet
Where the odds are low
And the talk is cheap
Theres a cold wind blowing
Out on every street
Where the violence grows
Where the blood runs deep
Danny got caught at the scene of the crime
With a gun in his hand and a bloodstained alibi
Now hes doing his time down at Motel Hell
Looking out at the world from a stone cold prison cell
Hes gotta hold his head up high
Hes gotta struggle to stay alive
To survive
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He was hung up
Strung up for all his life
See the look in his eyes
The flick of the knife
Got off the rails
Sent to jail
Everybodys got their price
In life to pay
Chorus