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road to joy |
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The sun came up with no conclusions |
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Flowers sleepin' in their beds |
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The city cemetary's hummin' |
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I'm wide awake, its mornin' |
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I have my drugs, I have my woman |
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they keep away my loneliness |
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My parents, they have their religion |
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But sleep in seperate houses |
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I read the body count out of the paper |
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And now its written all over my face |
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No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter |
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Sometimes thats just the most comfortable place |
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So I'm drinkin, breathin, writin, singin |
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Every day I'm on the clock |
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My mind races with all my longings |
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But can't keep up with what I got |
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And so I hope I dont sound too ungratefull |
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Well, history gave modern man |
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A telephone to talk to strangers |
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Machine guns and a camera lense |
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So when you're asked to fight a war thats over nothing |
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Its best to join the side thats gonna win |
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No ones sure how all of this got started |
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But we're gonna make 'em God damn certain how its gonna end |
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Oh yah we will, oh yah we will! |
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Well I could have been a famous singer |
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If I had some one else's voice |
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But failures always sounded better |
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Let's fuck it up boys, make some noise! |
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The sun came up with no conclusions |
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Flowers sleepin' in their beds |
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The city cemetary's hummin' |
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I'm wide awake, its mornin'! |
