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Back in the old days, tight like a fight,
used to hang with the devil in the broad daylight
We had a route, a walkabout,
until we had a row, a kind of falling out
He showed me the low
showed me the down
called it the happy low down
We used to crack some tunes with a guy named Loyd
Loyd still got them polaroids
[Chorus:]
Broad daylight
Broad daylight
Stop climaxing, you got your fight
leaving him alone in the broad daylight
He might get it on on his own and start building a throne
out of worn out razors
Look at you shaking
you can't find his plight
Got you scared of ghosts in the dead of night
While you are making up stories trying to make it ok,
he'll be bringing them in to let them out and play
In the broad daylight
[Chorus:]
Broad daylight
Leaving me alone in the broad daylight
In the broad daylight
Please don't leave me alone
Leaving me alone in the broad daylight
You'll get your money, you'll get your night
just leave me alone up in the broad daylight
I need some shit of my own, I need a throne
not them razors
And who you think you are screaming Hollywood burn?
If you really want to stop it then burn your sperm
'cause this here be going on until it's not and then a little more
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