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{Yeah, what you critics said would never happen |
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We dedicate this album to anybody people said couldn't make it |
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To the fans that held us down 'til everybody came around |
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Welcome, it's here} |
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That summer we took threes across the board |
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But by fall we were a cover story |
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"Now in stores" |
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Make us poster boys for your scene |
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But we are not making an acceptance speech |
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I have found the safest place to keep all our old mistakes |
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Every dot-com's refreshing for a journal update |
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So long live the car-crash hearts |
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Cry on the couch all the poets come to life |
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Fix me in 45 |
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So long live the car-crash hearts |
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Cry on the couch all the poets come to life |
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Fix me in 45 |
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I can take your problems away |
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With a nod and a wave of my hand |
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'Cause that's just the kind of boy that I am |
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The only thing I haven't done yet is die |
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And it's me and my plus one at the afterlife |
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Crowds are won and lost and won again |
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But all our hearts beat for the diehards |
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So long live the car-crash hearts |
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Cry on the couch all the poets come to life |
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And fix me in 45 |
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So long live the car-crash hearts |
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Cry on the couch all the poets come to life |
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And fix me in 45 |
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Long live the car-crash hearts |
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Long live the car-crash hearts |
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(Long live the car-crash hearts) |
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Long live the car-crash hearts |
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Long live the car-crash hearts |
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Long live the car-crash hearts |
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Cry on the couch all the poets come to life |
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Fix me in 45 |
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{Young! F-O-B! Let's go} |
