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American detectives are on the TV.
They check out whats going on
On his bleak settee
And high up in this tower block
Up to the 10th floor
Are they all betrayed or rotten to the core
Theres no other way I cant resist the system
Pan american airways
You can land on his roof
You can also abuse his kitchen
For your ugly junk food
Hey you yankee soldier
I know you from Cambodia
Do you really forget the stories
Theres no other way I cant resist the system