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Текст: Joan Jett And The Blackhearts. Victim Of Circumstance.

The police were waitin' when the sun came up
You better move your ass
Or we'll really get rough
I never wanted trouble
But I sure got enough
I'm bad at bein' subtle
But I ain't that tough, no

Just a victim of circumstance
Didn't you know
Just a victim of circumstance
Doesn't it show
I'm just a victim of circumstance
Wherever I go
Just a victim of bad reputation
I go no chance of shakin'

Really gets you down when you don't belong
An' everyone around says you growed up wrong
But why do they resent it, I ain't doin' anything
They say that I'm demented an' I never could sing
Then everywhere I went I caused them such alarm
You know I never meant to cause anybody harm, no

Just a victim of circumstance
Didn't you know
Just a victim of circumstance
Doesn't it show
I'm just a victim of circumstance
Wherever I go
Just a victim of bad reputation
I go no chance of shakin'

I've been laughed at, I've been shut out
But let there be no doubt
Never been afraid of chances I been takin'

The police are waitin' when the sun came up
You better move your ass
Or we'll really get rough
I never wanted trouble
But I sure get enough
I'm bad at bein' subtle
But I ain't that tough, no

Just a victim of circumstance
Didn't you know
Just a victim of circumstance
Doesn't it show
I'm just a victim of circumstance
Wherever I go
Just a victim of bad reputation
I go no chance of shakin'