| If life was a trumped-up-story
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| We´d be cowboys or rockstars
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| We could stage our own legend
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| And then emigrate to mars
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| If fiction was our guide we could live gunsliger style
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| Thank god we don´t believe in ifs
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| Cause if we would we´d die like Billy the Kid
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| Like the raindrop becomes a river and the river becomes an ocean
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| We all still don´t give a fuck
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| Everybody sing
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| We all still don´t give a fuck
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| Come on
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| We all still don´t give a fuck
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| Everybody sing
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| We all don´t believe in ifs
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| Damn right
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| If we´d change everything we are
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| We all could be superstars
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| If we wouldn´t need a good advice
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| We´d let the dice decide
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| If we´d drink alcohol all day we could write like Hemingway
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| Thank god we we don´t believe in ifs
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| 'Cause if we would we´d die like Bon Scott did
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| Like the raindrop becomes a river and the river becomes an ocean
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| We all still don´t give a fuck
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| We don´t give a fuck
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| We don´t give a fuck
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| We don´t give a fuck
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| Say what
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| Say what
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| Say what
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| We don´t give a fuck
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| We don´t give a fuck
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| We don´t give a fuck
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| Say what
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| Say what
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| Say what
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| Like the raindrop becomes a river and the river becomes an ocean
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| We all still don´t give a fuck |