Power score, kick the dirt,
Sick of being good.
Twice removed, love can kill,
Crack up in the sun.
On again, off again,
I am on my side.
Idiot philosophy,
That is really, that is really
Dumb dumb dumb dumb
Dumb dumb dumb dumb
This record's over finally.
Much too good for me.
Guitar murder, be a hero.
Jump in front of a gun
Get the ice, bad appetite.
Love to have the blues.
Your true love is fuckin' around
And oh we did have oh we had such
How do I get a foot in your door ?
How do you turn this on ?
Had a heart by accident.
Did you have it all along ?
Slave to the single chief executive
Officer of the song.
Hate your job, love your stuff.
If you think that's living you are
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