| I woke up to the 10 AM o’clock news
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| They all said that the sky was fallin'
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| That God was callin' on the chosen few
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| Said there’s fire where there ain’t water
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| Said there’s poison in the air
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| And I should be wishin' for a little time to settle my scores
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| But I don’t wanna be here no more
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| 'Cause last night, I drank that bar out of bottom shelf
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| Came home, told an angel to go to hell
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| Made her cry, let her pack her bags
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| And tell me she’s never comin' back again
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| Outside, it’s turnin' its last turn
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| But right now, that’s the least of my concerns
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| 'Cause, man, I had it made and I threw it all away
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| Guess it ain’t a bad day for the world to end
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| Yeah, I was gonna spend the rest of my days
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| Kickin' myself, drinkin' my weight in whiskey
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| Just wishin' the sun would quit shinin'
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| Talk about perfect timin'
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| 'Cause last night, I drank that bar out of bottom shelf
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| Came home, told an angel to go to hell
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| Made her cry, let her pack her bags
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| And tell me she’s never comin' back again
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| Outside, it’s turnin' its last turn
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| But right now, that’s the least of my concerns
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| 'Cause, man, I had it made and I threw it all away
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| Guess it ain’t a bad day for the world to end, yeah
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| So let it end before my eyes
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| Let the mountains fall, let the water rise
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| 'Cause it’s sinkin' in that she’s history
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| So it don’t make a difference to me
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| 'Cause last night, I drank that bar out of bottom shelf
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| Came home, told an angel to go to hell
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| Made her cry, let her pack her bags
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| And tell me she’s never comin' back again
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| Outside, it’s turnin' its last turn
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| But right now, that’s the least of my concerns
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| 'Cause, man, I had it made and I threw it all away
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| Guess it ain’t a bad day for the world to end |