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An old motel broad side of the road |
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there aint been a lick of sense the manager hides |
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the lable sighsthrough booking agents and promoter ties |
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The contracts runnin out tonight |
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back to the laundromats tonight |
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We know our place we're in your face |
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we are a disgrace for the human race |
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no hallos here, none of us are saints |
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the underrated , the underdogs |
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the unnaounced, under the fog |
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the boat keeps floating and we keep rowing |
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F**k off we're marchin on |
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We've never been about business man |
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they won't play us on the radio |
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I guess we're just a bloody neusance |
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We're just a bunch of f**king punks |
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