| Hey!
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| Hey!
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| Hey, yeah, we had everything vinyl in mono
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| And we looked the other way man, we were so dumb
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| Is this the part in the book that you wrote
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| Where I gotta come and save the day
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| Did you miss me? |
| Did you miss me?
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Well they say that rock is dead
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| And they’re probably right
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| Ninety-nine girls in the pit
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| Did it have to come to this?
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| No, god you owe me one more song
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| So I can prove to you that
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| I’m so much better than him
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| No, god please, listen fast
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| Here comes the crash
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| We’re gonna rise above
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| We’re gotta smash it up
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| You won’t abandon us again
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| Hey!
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| Give us brilliant boys that we wanna fuck, man
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| Full of ecstasy, hard drugs and bad luck
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| Yeah yeah yeah
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| Turn the lights back on
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| You burn so hard but you won’t burn long
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| Three chords in your pocket tonight
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| Are you, you the one
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| With the spark to bring my punk rock back
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| And I don’t think so
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| No, god, I wanna hear you say
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| I wanna hear you say that you’re sorry again
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| Oh, god, you owe me one more song
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| So I could prove to you
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| That I’m so much better than them
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| No, god, I’d give you anything
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| To hear you say that I was right
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| And you were wrong
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| No, god, before I leave this life
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| Now an eightball isn’t love
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| A hooker’s never gonna cum
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| Just give it back to me
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| Blow out all of the lights tonight
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| Two million miles down the PCH
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| (and now he’s gone)
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| I slashed his tires, I bled his brakes
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| (it had to be done)
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| Their hand job lives were just too cruel
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| (Mercy was done)
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| We drowned them all in their swimming pools
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| Run away run away run away yeah
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| Oh god I wanna hear you say
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| I wanna hear you say that you were wrong again
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| Oh god I wanna hear you say I wanna hear you say
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| That I am so much better than him
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| Oh god you owe us one more song
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| Get out my life, see this world as it really is
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| Is it just a sad side show
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| Can make a hooker cum
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| And an 8-ball isn’t love
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| I need one thing that’s divine
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| Let me hear it tonight
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| Let me hear it tonight
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| I’ve got to hear it tonight
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| You’re gonna let me hear the lost chord tonight, yeah |