| It’s the comedy of the tragedy that keeps me hanging on Did you think I didn’t see you roll your eyes at that last song?
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| We’ve all got better things to do, I’m just a target for your boos
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| The booze and pills just kill the shakes and softens up the news
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| When I die I’m not gonna regret this
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| See, I’d do it, girl, I’d do it all the same
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| Getting old on these roads, so far away from home
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| Sweating out my drunk so you can call me names
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| When it ends we’ll just head down to our bar stools
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| And drink away these rotten memories
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| We were so fat, dumb and grumpy, so tired, broke and sick
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| But looking back, it still seems great to me So drink that 40 in the backroom of this Legion Hall
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| Or smoke that joint out back in the parking lot
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| My Taco Bell is shooting right on through me My head and neck are filling up with snot
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| 'Cause when I die I’m not gonna regret this
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| See, I’d do it, girl, I’d do it all the same
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| Getting old on these roads, so far away from home
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| Sweating out my drunk so you can call me lame
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| Hey kids, we’ll be back in a month
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| See all of you back here once again
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| 'Cause this is the life we’ve chosen for ourselves
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| Apathetics, punishers, and friends
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| Here’s to the apathetics, punishers and friends |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Look Ma! No Fans! or Do You Want Fries With These Songs? , by - The Falcon. Song from the album God Don't Make No Trash*, in the genre Панк