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I was born the year punk broke |
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Days before the king was dead |
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It was the year of the snake |
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I was a red-faced child |
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Who stumbled where he tread |
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Was kept in orderly file |
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My parents named me Ed |
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I tried my hardest to smile |
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And like my daddy said |
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I've tried to be myself |
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Sometimes daydreaming for hours |
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Wishing for a dangerous life |
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Cut the leash some slack |
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Run into the morning light |
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Race the trains by the track |
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Until my mouth feels dry |
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But can you count on me? |
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I might let you down |
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In a world that is so sensational |
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No you can count on me |
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I'm living for the now |
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Up against the older generation's wall |
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Born in the 70's |
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Born in the 70's |
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After a length of time |
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You're this parody |
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Just like the record's stuck |
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Always repeating the past |
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That never liked you before |
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You had no reason to last |
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Were in a silent war |
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A telepathic blast |
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And like my daddy said |
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These are exciting times |
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The future grabs my throat |
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And let's me know it's alright |
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If I believe in love |
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Then I believe in hate too |
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I'll taste the darker stuff |
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To find some lasting truth |
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But can you count on me? |
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I might let you down |
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In a world that is so sensational |
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No you can count on me |
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I'm living for the now |
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Up against the older generation's wall |
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Born in the 70's |
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Born in the 70's |
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(We don't really give a fuck about you) |
