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[Talking:]
(One time only, (gulp) if you don't
Get it right this time, tough shit, tough shit,
Everybody ready, tell me when, say when your
Rolling here, a one, a two, a one, two, three, die)
I press my face to the window
I ran my fingers through my hair
I watched my life go around in a circle
And I realized that no body but me cares
And I saw the hurt of my system
And I felt the madness of our faults conforming
And I walked around your house for hours
And I could feel that you had me in some kinda of stranglehold
And I don't know why you said those bad things about me
Well it must be the way of protecting some kind of crazy pride
Yeah you always direct your attention toward others
And look you know, it's so easy to see that my wounds have been open wide
[Chorus:]
And you can just kid the kid inside so many times
You can just kid the kid till he grabs you by the throat
And is choking your young ass blind
And you just kid the kid till you're walking on the tightrope in my my
Mind ??
Yeah, you can just kid the kid inside so many times
Well it wasn't funny, no, when I was bleeding all over the table
Yeah, now as I recall, hey it wasn't funny at all
But you kept on laughing, huh, like it was some kind of party, yea
Your always looking to belittle someone to make you feel tall
Yea well, it's the same reaction in every situation
Do you really think it's so necessary to be so mean
Yeah, and it's hard for me to justify my position
Yeah, when everything that I'm saying can be said bad about Mr.
Springsteen, yea
[Chorus]
Yeah you know
Yeah, well I really really am the first to desire you ??
And I feel so badly for his misery ??
Well I'll don't throw five dollars, to get into the kitty ??
And I'll bet my ass that this problem isn't me
Now now don't get me wrong wrong
Hey now don't you feel sorry, yeah
'Cause there's no one dead or alive that I'd rather be
And I've learned to deal with my mortal existence
And the moral is, now don't you go believe nothing that you can't see,
Yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, and you can just kid the kid inside so many times, yea
(Ha ha ha, we'll keep it)
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Put your life on the table
Stick your money on the line
Create the situation there, one more time
Your name it means nothing
And the dreams that we live ??
And now you don't care if she is, the girl from next door
She's never been known for nothing, but a motor street whore
You don't believe nothin' that you can't see
And you see me as nothing, to me, yeah-ah yeah
[Chorus:]
You can take what you want
Take what you want
Take what you want
But just don't take it away
You can stay if you want
Stay if you want
Stay if you want
But just don't stay all day
Cause you know it means nothing, to me
Don't see much sense in lying here with you
The sex is over now, what is there left to do
Conversation, conversation baby, I don't talk that much
And now I don't know when I'm gonna see you again
I'm leaving tomorrow and this will all start again
I hope you don't believe that you was a failure ??
And you see it means nothin' to be a man
[Chorus 2x]
But you know it means nothing
Yeah you know it means nothing
Yeah you know it means nothing, to me
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Well I was out on the town
I was out cruising around
Looking for a suitable bitch
To throw down on the ground
I was out looking for a cheap shot
Well you ain't got nothing but cheap shots a lot
Oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot
Oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot
Well I picked her up
I took her to a movie cafe', yea
And I took her to the XXX theater place, woo
It was a cheap shot at best
When I ran my hands across her dress
Oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot
Oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot
Let me tell ya all about it
Cheap shots are fun
Cheap shots are for everyone
Playboy after your done
You know you've had a cheap shot
So why don't you shoot shoot shoot me
Well its was getting late
Decided to take myself back home
And I borrowed a dime and
I called her on the pay telephone
I was whispering real heavy into the phone
When her old man picked it up
Said "Leave my Kids alone"
Oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot, yea
Oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot
Now don't you know little boy
You got the world a jerk-off man
And don't you be no candy ass
And a use your right hand
Get out on the corner
Take another cheap shot
Never eat there with .....
Oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot, yea
Oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot, yea
Oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot
Oh ho yea, give me another cheap shot
Shoot me
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Homicide on the edge of town, and no one said it be easy
Sure has its ups and downs, and Garfield is laughing
Sitting in a dark room, making love with Sylvannia
No so called friends around, cigarettes and champagne
Gonna make me a big star, oh haven't you heard yet
Don't know how its going to go, too young to tell
And if its just my name, well hell I can change it
And if its for the fame, I guess I better grab it fast
But its just a dangerous game, that you're playing, oow
And you play it so well, so lets play it again
Sidewalks and Streetlights, sure make a pretty picture
Strangers in the night, are you going my way
You can drop me off at the corner, I can walk the rest of the way
Its not that far to the nearest star
And if its for the money, hey why can't I have it
And if its for the glory, I guess I better grab it fast
But its just a dangerous game, that you're playing, oow
And you play it so well, so lets play it again, oow
Lets play it again
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Oow, hahaha ha
Well now to live in this world
Sometimes you gotta get touch
I got me a bunch of boys when the going gets rough
Someone to lean on when their calling my bluff
Someone to .....
Talking about R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang
There were only your friends who died ??
Well now the boy wanna run out with the boys tonight
And the girls are on the corner in a fashion show all right
I got their allmoter dead on my right
You better get great protect on this cool old night
Talking about R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang
There were only your friends who died ??
Well now, if there's a moral to be told
Its just that, growin' up is to growin' old
And when the asses say yeah, I'm doing all right
Well I got my bunch of boys, its Saturday night
Talking about R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang, R. Gang
There were only your friends who died, yeah ??
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Stuck inside a jigsaw
Of the Midwestern modern midtown ??
Feeling like a trophy that
The old man's been passing around
Just another suit back ??
From a old time college degree
And when I walked by I heard 'em
Saying he was something to see
[Chorus:]
Well now don't you know that I'm the American Son
Living out the old man's fantasy of being number one
Daddy use to tell me, son you never kiss ass
I'm the last of the American Son's
And its such a such a gasp
Its like a shot of .........
The way the conversation grew
And everybody was telling me something
That I already, already knew
Well I might be dumb
But it didn't take that long
For me to get out of that room and bills
And when I ran into the streets
The crowd was yelling he's such a such a gasp
[Chorus]
Well now kiss ass
Oh, yeah
Ready to get on with that fool ???
You know that Eddy's ?? in danger of ??
Of a self indulgent fool
To mesmerize himself into thinking
That he is just to cool for school
Well you know that its fun to carry a gun
And shoot down what you never could be
And when the dealer calls
And has got you by the balls
You tell him that ya, you tell that ya had it from me
[Chorus]
And its a, its a, its a, its a, its a,
Its such a, its such a, its such a gasp
I'm the last of the American Son's [12x]
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As the sound bounds in the street
And you settle down to your back seat
And the movement seems to be
.......
And all the jokes that you use to poke
At all the dopes you were once seen with
And every word that you had ??
Was looking up to you for a reason
And you joke at all the words that you spoke
And you say hey man I was only teasing
And the rhyme is no longer in time
And all the words are not the words you been needin'
Well your not alone, you can feel right at home
You've been fully wronged, into position
Its the nature of the race, in an old type of place ??
Cause they'll spit in your face in their conditioned
And now you think to yourself, what is left for tomorrow
And it seems kinda strange, there's nothing left to gain
And nothing left to borrow
And the mistake your about to make
Will be the final take of your sorrow
[Chorus]
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Destiny shares the eyes of the young genocides
Suicides that are still alive
Their success has been so well disguised, yeah
And on their face, is a razors blank stare
As if to know their destiny is going no where ??
But no where is not so hard to bare
Where their parents can decide
Hand and hand they walk together
With their broken pride
Mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers
And the whole world to decide ??
Desperately searching and dangerously.....
I deserve ....
Not much worse than they are, of the young genocides
Facing the world with your back to the wall
Its hard to feel important at all
The Grand Illusion that'll never come
Its disguised itself as tomorrow
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Well its hard to be cool when your still in High School
You got the old man jacking you around
And he tells you what to do
Gives your opinions to you
And you feel like just some kinda clown
And the old lady is bitchin
Why do you clean up all the kitchen
What time you gonna be home tonight
And you walk out the door
Cause you can't take anymore
You don't know wrong from right
[Chorus:]
As you walk by
All the young girls gonna wink their eye
You ain't playin' for pennies no no
You know that the trick is to hide
You're to young to live
But you're a little to fast to die
Well you fear for you ass and run ??
Down that grass, when the crowd comes near ??
And the suicide dolls ?? can be easily bought
After a six, six pack of beer
And they talk a little loud
When their - "Who have you been with now" ??
Did you find yourself a hero
And you think its kinda fun
That you don't have any money
To bet if you place or you show
[Chorus]
(variance) - All the young girls gonna shake their thigh
Well some time in the night
You cry for a sign
Of someone to help you along
But you see yourself as tough
And you know its just a bluff
You got that reputation to carry on
And if you ever get away
From what the old man might say
Hey you been a big man .....
You'll remember the cliche
In what your mother use to say
Your family is your only friend
[Chorus]
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Go on and admit it
You can't take it anymore
So why don't you quit it
Your scratching off again
Can't you see it
Well the whole thing was such a surprise
I know you and your hear crazy notions
Your pretty girls and no devotions
Down by the ocean middle class
Down by the gulf side, you let it all slide
But now your saying that you don't
Wanna be a sixteen year old girl, aah
But you don't want to turn twenty-five
You never ever, you never ever lied,
Where you been, aahh
You got to survive to keep yourself alive,
Yeah-ah, yeah
It ain't no big deal if your attitude is wrong
And you don't know how you feel
You just cop someone else's ideas
And masturbate yourself, make them your own
Well I, I don't mean to tell you what to do
Cause I've scratched off myself a time or two
Well it just leaves you blue, with nothing to do
And they think I'm crazy when I stay up all weekend
But now your saying that you don't
Wanna be a sixteen year old girl, oh yeah, aah
But you don't want to turn twenty-five
You never ever, you never ever lied
Where you been, aahh
You got to survive to keep yourself alive
Yeah-ah, my na na no, yeah
So if I'm walking down the street and you see me
Don't walk on by, say hey man
You know your looking, your looking so fine
You don't have to mean it, no no
Its just one of the regular lies that we've lived with
And this is a love song and
I'm writing it just to survive
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And now I must face
The crowd once again
The curtain is calling
And the show must begin
The lights grow dim on the floor
And they call me the whore, oh yeah
They call me the whore
They call me the whore
They call me the whore
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We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend
Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago
Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World
I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazely stare, at all the millions here
We must have died along, a long long time ago
Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World
[Repeat]
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