| Coins to my name not enough to get away
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| So I’m stuck in a dead town, bound to the impound
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| Feel I’m goin' 'round and 'round in circles
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| Like a roped-up workhorse
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| Monday to Friday, try to get a payday
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| Headin' for the afterlife the only way my rates sway
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| Don’t burn your life away to stick it in the ash tray
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| Don’t take no delay, get down on the highway
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| You know I lost my job (So what?)
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| Well, fuck that job (So what?)
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| They don’t care about us (So what?)
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| So we don’t care about them (So what?)
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| Policeman stunts (So what?)
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| Shakes me down (So what?)
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| Told me to leave (So what?)
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| Far out of town (So what?)
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| So what I’m 'bout to do? |
| Spend my time sniffin' glue
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| Water in the tank, take your weight, give back our pay
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| Don’t know what to be, waste my day frequently
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| So what the death of me, all I know’s the enemy
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| Somethin', somethin', nah that’s nothin', pave the way for my coffin
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| Coughin' on somethin' that goes down my wrong hole
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| So if you’re gonna be alive
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| like my name’s Jodi
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| You know I lost my job (So what?)
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| Well, fuck that job (So what?)
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| They don’t care about us (So what?)
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| So we don’t care about them (So what?)
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| Policeman stunts (So what?)
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| Shakes me down (So what?)
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| Told me to leave (So what?)
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| Far out of town (So what?) |