| Checked out of the greybar hotel
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| Glad to finally be free.
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| While i was looking for life,
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| Trouble was looking for me.
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| We started up a gang war
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| We played those clubs downtown
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| Captain jolly, milky
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| And junkie the laughing clown.
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| We snatched defeat from the jaws of victory
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| With holes in our arms for the whole wide world to see
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| And the scandals would never end
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| As the candle was burning at both ends.
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| One night up in east lansing
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| We stole all the clubs receipts.
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| I was still on parole
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| To finish my bit on the streets.
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| The last thing i needed
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| Was a petty thieving case.
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| My whole life flashed before my eyes
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| As i tried to flee that place.
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| We snatched defeat from the jaws of victory
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| Right up on the stage for the whole wide world to see.
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| Captured by a camera lens
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| The candle burned at both ends.
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| Had the pieces all in place
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| It sure looked good on paper
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| Tried to stretch a myth
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| From another dope fiend caper
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| He finally made the big time
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| The voice and mtv
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| Living fast and dying young
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| Such a minor melody. |