| Tall grass is where my tribe is hiding out
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| Can we pretend that it flew
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| Straight enough to land on the fairway
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| And it won’t hurt now
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| We used to be bad like that
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| But it felt right burning through our daddys' cash
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| And our nana’s cigarettes
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| We used to be bad like that
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| In the good old days oh if we only knew back then
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| That’s the best it’s gonna get
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| It’s been years
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| Since we have gotten high enough
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| Starting to feel like I am drying up
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| So let’s drink the whole thing before I turn to stone
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| We used to be bad like that
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| But it felt right burning through our daddy’s cash
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| And our nana’s cigarettes
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| We used to be bad like that
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| In the good old days oh if we only knew back then
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| That’s the best it’s gonna get
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| How can you live if you just gonna stand around
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| It’s all I’ve tried
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| Life is too short to feel constricted
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| And all we do is that
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| Tall grass
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| I’m just so tired of playing by
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| The rules |