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she saw me walking down the streets of your fine city, wherever we are right now
kinda turned me on when she looked at me and said whatever people say around here
i don't usually talk to strangers, and that's a bold-faced lie
i talk to strangers all the time
really that's most of my life

she took me out where the streetlights were placed a little farther apart
i walked around for about four years, seen a lot of people
some of them impressed me, but not that much, and i said
"who do i talk to here? what race of man is this? i got problems, baby, i got complaints"
she looked up at the hotel behind me
and her eyes got big like dinner plates, she said

baby get your torch and your pitchforks out
hate to be a chicken when the wolves come out
hate to be the middle when the bottom drops out

she started pulling stuff out from behind the camera, a case of glue and a stick of dynamite
it was right about then i realized, this whole time i thought it was a joke, or a metaphor, or something, but
this ain't no joking time, this isn't private school
where do you think they got those nightsticks and hats?
she said "look around, harry, half the people talking right past each other, half the people just sitting back" she said

baby get your torch and your pitchforks out
hate to meet your maker in the big boy town

how is she riding
a motorcycle
and keeping on that little pinwheel hat?
how is she riding
a motorcycle?
and how come i don't know how to do that?

baby get your torch and your pitchforks out
hate to crash a party like a xedong mao
hate to meet your maker in the big boy town
hate to be the middle when the bottom drops out

baby get your torch and your pitchforks out
hate to crash a party like a xedong mao
hate to be the middle when the bottom drops out
hate to be a chicken when the wolves come out

baby get your torch and your pitchforks out
hate to crash a party like a xedong mao
hate to meet your maker in the big boy town
hate to be a chicken when the wolves come out

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from double platinum / chicken, released April 29, 2017
song by ben joseph
performed by secret bad boy
drums by sam durkes
bass by jorgen jorgensen
guitar by nick tremulis and ben joseph
additional vocals by ezra furman
recorded and mixed by noam wallenberg at rax trax studios in chicago, il
mastered by greg calbi at sterling sound in new york city
based on the song "uptown" by prince

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secret bad boy Chicago, Illinois

Secret Bad Boy is a band, conceived and fronted by Ben Joseph, who lives in Chicago and is a continuing member of Ezra Furman's band.

Secret Bad Boy is currently releasing a series of songs very slowly, which feature members of Vulfpeck, the Mild High Club, and I Fight Dragons, as well as the voice of the 1990's cartoon pasta mascot, Cheesasaurus Rex. ... more

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