| Drinkin' the rest of last night’s beer, staring at channel 5
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| Headin' down a one-way street, it’s a wonder I’m still alive
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| Nothin' left to do, nothin' left to say
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| But light another cigarette and mark off another day
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| I’m travelin' down the wrong side of the road
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| Save your advice, I ignore what I’m told
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| We’re all takin' bets on how much longer I can last
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| I’m on the wrong side of the road, waitin' to crash
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| All those friends I used to know, they never come around
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| They copied their life off a TV screen, grew up and settled down
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| Reminisce in bars is all that they do now
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| Like if they talk about it long enough, it’ll all come back somehow
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| I listen to the preacher talk about the God of Love, the one we’re supposed to
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| fear
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| I’d sit real still in my good clothes, listening to what we wanted to hear
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| Talk about the things that are supposed to set you free---Jesus or Jack Daniels,
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| it’s all the same to me |