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I got no problems, i'm just waiting for a beer |
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While yesterdays' small times become yesterdays' year |
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And i will not talk around it, but it's not very nice |
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Cuz it don't serve much purpose and it can't happen twice |
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Got nothing but big cheers for my most terrible plans |
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And whiskey's just murder by a subtler hand |
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Now i can not lie about this - i wish i didn't know more |
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Cuz we're always much braver when we don't know what for |
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Then some stupid joke gets told like how 'even water is damned' |
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Still i hope we'll leave right now and find a little dry land |
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We don't need more patients - you hear whatever you want - |
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Becuz if he lives above us - then we must be below |
