| Flagstaff, Arizona
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| Two weeks on the road with
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| Sean na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na
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| One day before we did play
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| We penned a song by us, for us
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| We didn’t write the verse but we wrote the chorus:
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| I can’t take it no more so
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| I’m going on a shopping spree
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| I can’t save no money cause I spent it on a shopping spree
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| After the show
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| Theres nowhere to go
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| Everywheres packed with
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| White baseball hat-ed frat boys
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| So we end up at this empty place
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| Got a flaming doc
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| The Dali Llamas were the band
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| Scheduled to rock
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| Benny Na Na looks at me
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| I think I hear what hes saying
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| «Atom, do you hear what they’re playing?!»
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| They’re going shopping
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| I can’t take it no more
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| So I’m going on a shopping spree
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| I can’t save no money cause
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| I spent it on a shopping spree
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| So Dali Llamas… whatever
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| Spelled Salvador Dali, and the animal… how clever
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| You have a five string, fretless bass
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| You stole our song, now we rock your face!
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| I can’t take it no more
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| So I’m going on a shopping spree
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| I can’t save no money cause
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| I spent it on a shopping spree |