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We're gettin' no place fast as we can |
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Get a noseful from our so-called friends |
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We're gettin' nowhere quick as we know how |
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We whirl from town to town treatment bound |
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First thing we do when we finally pull up |
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Get shitface drunk try to sober up |
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There'll be no pose tonight no money in sight |
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Label wants a hit and we don't give a shit |
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Cuz where gettin' no place as fast as we can |
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We get a noseful from our so-called friends |
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We're gettin' nowhere quick as we know how |
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We whirl from town to town duluth to madison |
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Treatment bound |
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Gettin' nowhere |
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(keep goin') |
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Second thing we do is walk around |
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Goto the job or try to hold one down |
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There's no mass appeal carton's asleep at the wheel |
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Yesterday's trash too bored to thrash |
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We're gettin' nowhere fast as we can |
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We got a noseful of them so-called friends |
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We're gettin no place as quick as we know how |
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We're gettin' nowhere what will we do now? |
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Take it, scotty |
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Tommy: one of the chords at that one part you just fucked it up |
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Paul: fucked 'im up |
