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July, Artebe
BJuly is a tramp Drinking whiskey from a cup She's cock-a-hoop and always coked up She's a sApace child, breezy and Bwild
ETony is a sly dog Rogue and stony broke He walks and talks like he's out to provoke He's a Ahotshot, on the run but Bnever caught
And they Grun They Arun They Brun
Yeah, they Grun They Arun They Brun
BWhen they've reached rock-bottom And have nowhere to go There's a chock-a-block place where they can rock the show They call it &Aquot;Fresh Blood", that's Bwhere the going gets hot
EMidnight hour The band begins to play July's found a John, it's pay day But they can’At strike, John’s goBt a nine mike mike
And they Gfall They Afall They Bfall
Yeah, they Gfall They Afall They Bfall