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INFO

written by: Deborah Harry & Chris Stein

FEATURED ON

Koo Koo [album] (1981)

Chrome [single] (1981)
The Jam Was Moving [single] (1981)

INNER CITY SPILLOVER

Lying in her bed a brick fell on her head plaster finally crumbled and dropped it's load oh oh now the building was condemned recycled used again the brick that smashed her brain is now a road in Maine when the pressure is way way down the water comes out brown it was on television they took her brain uptown fearing peace would poison her some abstract modern saint a painting or a sculpture or a cultural restraint

Inner City Spillover where the big time ticks Royal Rose's ovens, have to warm what the furnace skips Inner City Spillover pop the scene Inner City Spillover isle of dreams Inner City Spillover workmen on the beam

Lying on her bed a brick fell on her head you find the ace of hearts and win it's easy man at a higher school of knowledge they put her brain in college replacement parts and slippery cards will come around again

The writings on the wall statesmen say it all with the art wars on and the colors crash long long before the fall one out of these three cards will definitely up the odds find the red heart red to win drop on in time out and time in all the suckers play it again by the Broadway Babies and the island men and the hotshots gamblin Inner City Spillover. pops and picks Inner City Spillover where the big time ticks Inner City Spillover isle of dreams Inner City Spillover. workmen on the beam Inner City Spillover subway riders fight newsmen uncover more horrors to describe ok sweetheart pull over where'd you learn to drive angels eye the people over ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai!

Inner City Spillover where the big time ticks Royal Rose's ovens have to warm what the furnace skips Inner City Spillover pop the scene Inner City Spillover workmen on the beam

REMIXES & OTHER VERSIONS

■ extended version (6:00)