Walkin on the streets of DC,
on the East Coast where I live
You say what\'s the problem,
what\'s with this angry kid?
You don\'t like the way I walk,
or the way I talk,
or the way I swing my hands
You don\'t like the words I speak or the thoughts I think
And I know you\'ll never understand
You know-on the East Coast we ride
until we die
You know,

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Well there\'s a place inside my mind,
yeah a place you\'ll never find
There\'s a place inside my mind
we\'ll leave today
You know

Wouldn\'t it be perfect,
if I could sit with you?
And we would change a thing or two,
we\'d change a thing or two
We would change the way you think,
we would change the way I think
We can\'t change the way they think
so we\'re not changin anything
You know-on the East Coast we ride
until we die
You know,

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On the East Coast we ride,
until the day we die

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