| I can’t get them up, I can’t get them up
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| I can’t get them up at all
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| (hey. ho. let. go.)
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| Good morning killer king, you’re a star
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| That’s gorgeous hold it right where you are
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| The weather’s kinda lousy today
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| So what oh what oh what’ll we play
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| Stratocaster strapped to your back
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| It’s a semi-automatic like dad’s
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| He taught you how to pause and reset
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| But that’s about as far as you get
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| So what’s the use of going outside?
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| It’s so depressing when people die in real life
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| I’d rather pick up right where we left
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| Making out to faces of death
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| Making out to faces of death
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| And I could save you, baby, but it isn’t worth my time
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| And I could make you chase me for a little price is right
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| It’s a hit but are you actually sure?
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| The targets in the crowd are a blur
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| The people screaming just like they should
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| But you don’t even know if you’re good
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| You don’t even know if you’re good
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| So tie them up and feed them the sand
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| Ha nigga! |
| try hard to tell us using your hands
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| A picture’s worth a million words
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| And that way nobody gets hurt
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| And that way nobody gets hurt
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| And I could save you, baby, but it isn’t worth my time
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| And I could make you chase me for a little price is right
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| You’re my guitar hero, you’re my guitar hero
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| You’re my guitar hero, you’re my guitar hero
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| X marks the box in the hole in the ground that goes off at a breath
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| So careful don’t make a sound
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| X marks the box in the hole in your head that you dug for yourself
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| Now lie. |
| in. it
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| Shut up about all of that negative shit
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| You wanted to make it and now that you’re in
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| You’re obviously not gonna to die
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| So why not take your chances and try
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| Why not take your chances and try?
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| How do you get them to turn this thing off?
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| This isn’t at all like the ones back at home
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| Just shut your eyes and flip the cassette
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| And that’s about the time that they hit
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| And that’s about the time that they hit
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| What the fuck is up with this shit?
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| It’s certainly not worth getting upset
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| His hands are gone and most of his head
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| And just when he was getting so good
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| Just when he was getting so good…
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| And I could save you, baby, but it isn’t worth my time
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| 'Cause even if I saved you there’s a million more in line
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| You’re my guitar hero, you’re my guitar hero
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| You’re my guitar hero
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| You’re my guitar hero |