| Get on the train cause I’m tired of you, boy
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| You can come back when you’re dressed in blue
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| You won’t get a penny of using me
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| I’m gonna send you home and hit you on Sunday
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| Don’t look so small, I’m not bigger than you
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| but I’ve got blues enough to smash your bones
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| I’ve lit up my life with those matches I’ve got
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| from those who stood by me when I was in pain, boy
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| You’re too near me nasty boy-girl
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| It’s pretty bad that you’re still around
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| I’m gonna laugh when you’re down and out, boy
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| I’m gonna laugh when you’re on that lonesome ride
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| Back all the way to China in a police car from Japan, oh yeah
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| Sitting in the backseat crying
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| Where’s your pride?
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| Getting my feet all drained in mud,
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| I’m gonna clean them when I’m done with you
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| I don’t give a damn if your filthy too
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| I’ve got enough soap for my whole generation
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| Your too near me nasty boy-girl.
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| It’s pretty bad that you’re round my hood
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| I’m gonna laugh when you’re down and out boy
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| I’m gonna laugh when you’re on that lonesome ride
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| But all the way to China…
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| Drop your blood in China,
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| You will get rid of that mighty stone, oh yeah
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| People told me you were a rich man now
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| Where’s your pride? |