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Fighting for survival is such a boring Battle |
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Want to get into my car |
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I wanna drive out to Seattle |
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Where the used record stores |
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Have much better prices |
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But I don't have a car |
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And I don't have a license |
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Should I take another walk to the DMV |
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Get another learners permit with a Picture of me |
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I'd put it in my wallet |
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Along with my four dollars |
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And the condom that's still in there |
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That has probably expired |
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I'd leave home for New York |
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But New York is where I'm from |
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I'm just looking for a way |
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To feel my life has begun |
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Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee |
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Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee |
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Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee |
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Dee dee dee dee |
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Dee dee dee dee |
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Living in the city |
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Where I'm working like a walrus |
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But man I don't need your money |
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Man I'm gonna be an artist |
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Feeling like I wanna do whatever |
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I feel inside |
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Put it down on paper |
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And I'll hope that people buy it |
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And my only minor worry |
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Is how to pay the rent |
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But that won't even matter |
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When I lose my apartment |
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Then I'll really have no worries |
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I'll be just like a cassette |
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That you've taped up the tabs up |
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To put something new on it |
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And when I hit record |
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God only knows what I will be |
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And if there is no god |
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Then it's a better mystery |
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Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee |
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Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee |
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Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee |
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Dee dee dee dee |
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Dee dee dee dee |
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Fighting for survival and I guess I must Be winning |
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And my story is so long |
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I can't remember the beginning |
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Am I an optimist |
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Or am I a pessimist |
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If I see a half empty half full cup |
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Is half full |
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Of nothingness. |
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Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee |
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Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee |
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Dee dee dee dee dee dee dee dee |
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Dee dee dee dee |
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Dee dee dee dee |
