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Four.
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Eight.
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Excuse me.
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The clock strikes midnight in the city
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The rich sleep in their featherbeds
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The rats scurry
through the empty streets
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The crooks set out on a job
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They go calmly about their work
:16:30
Armed with revolvers and knives
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All trades are equal on this earth
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Each has his hour and his task
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When stealing is how you live
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When you steal or murder
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It;s not the lark you might imagine
:16:56
Pity the poor boys
:17:01
At the serenading hour
:17:07
When hearts rest easy
:17:15
That;s when they go to the guillotine
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Cry for the poor boys