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Me and my friends are like |
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The drums on ' |
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Lust for Life' |
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We pound it out on floor toms |
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Our Psalms are sing along songs |
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And this whole town is like this |
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And now we all haul ashes |
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Work at the mill until you die |
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Work at the mill and then you die |
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We're gonna build something this summer(Gonna build something this summer) |
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We'll put it back together, raise up a giant ladder |
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With love and trust and friends and hammers(This summer) |
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We're gonna lean this ladder up against the water tower |
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Climb up to the top and drink and talk(This summer) |
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Me and my friends are like |
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Double whiskey, coke no ice |
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We drink along in double time |
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Might drink too much but we feel fine |
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We're gonna build something this summer(Gonna build something this summer) |
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Summer grant us all the power |
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To drink on top of the water towers |
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With love and trust and shows all summer(Get hammered ) |
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Let this be my annual reminder |
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That we can all be something bigger |
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I went to your schools, |
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I did my detention |
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But the walls are so gray |
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I couldn't pay attention |
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I read your gospel, it moved me into tears |
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But I couldn't find the hate and |
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I couldn't find the fear |
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I met your |
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Savior, I knelt at his feet |
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And he took my ten bucks and he went down the street |
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I tried to believe all the things that you said |
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But my friends that aren't dying are already dead |
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Raise a toast to |
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Saint Joe |
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StrummerI think he might have been our only decent teacher |
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Getting older only makes it harder to remember |
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We are our only saviors |
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We're gonna build something this summer |
