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Ain't got room for charity
This skeleton's mine
Me, I'm crawling with no cash
Chop it up
Me, I'm looking for hot flesh
Chop it up
Blood on video, video crime
Video crime
Needles and pins and video crime
Video crime
I've got dollars, I've got sense
Wonder where the third world went
Ain't got time for honeymoon
Chop it up
Trash time Bundy, death row chic
Chop it up
Haunt this street from half past ten
Chop it up
Blood on video, video crime
Video crime
Needles and pins and video crime
Video crime
Late night cannibal, cripples decay
Just can't tear my eyes away
Ain't got no room for charity
This skeleton's mine
Ain't got room for Hollywood
Chop it up
Me, I'm crawling with no cash
Chop it up
Blood on video, video crime
Video crime
Needles and pins and video crime
Video crime
I've got dollars, I've got sense
Wonder where the third world went
Video crime
Chop it up, video crime
Chop it up, video crime
Chop it up, video crime
Chop it up, video crime
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"Video Crime" as written by Tony Sales David Bowie
Lyrics © TINTORETTO MUSIC
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