Punk songs, I thought that they were different
I thought that they could end
No, no it was a deception
The number of tears and the number of beers
Were dried out and uncounted for a number of years
Do you want me to tell it like boy meets girl and the rest is history? Or do you want it like a murder mystery?
I’m gonna tell it like a comeback story.
‘Cause we when we left we were defeated and depressed.
And when we arrived we were ripping high. we had a gun in the glove box.
We had some sweet stuff tucked into our socks.
We had Jesus Christ in all his glory!
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autor: DonTravolta, 11/02/2022
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Keep your legs from shaking, fill your eyes with new tears
I’m sweating tears
I’ve been there and I am there still
Mid-aftermath
Heroic and colossal baby
When you look back
All our plans were made on streets the winter paved
So scorn divine and mourn the pride
The cold has spoken and drawn the line
