Artista: Lars Frederiksen And The Bastards
  Canción: The Kids Are Quiet On Sharmon Palms

[Chorus:]
YOU CAN'T BREAK ME DOWN
YOU CAN'T BREAK, CAN'T BREAK ME DOWN
YOU CAN'T BREAK  ME DOWN
YOU CAN'T BREAK (nah nah nah nah nah nah)
CAN'T BREAK ME DOWN

sun sets on the west side, palm trees block the moon
renegades with switchblades, end is comin soon 
over the car in shackles, breath stinks of napalm
ichy trigger finger and I'm reaching for his gun

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baseball bats swingin', shotguns cut through wood
boys are coming up, we run my neiborhood
it's time to meet your maker, I'm no messenger of god
these kids ain't quiet, these kids on sharmon palms

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"you better watch yourself, it's gettin' hot around here,
you better look over your shoulder man-YEAH!"

welfare chicks are coming, only way to survive
cocain reps are runnin, now you gotta stay alive
son you've been mistaken, this is not where you belong
I looked at him right in his eyes said
that's where your fucking wrong!

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