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Bacon bits and jalapenos on my polish hot dog, |
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Half a pound of potato chips, and a beef jerky log. |
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I press my face to the window, a wrapper sticks to my shirt. |
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Eight people in a stinky van, a couple more couldn't hurt. |
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Eat some food off the floor. |
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I've deleveloped a taste for bread mold. |
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Ride around in a van, don't take a shower for six weeks and... |
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We've been given superpowers, ask us for an autograph, |
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We sing, we dance, we'll make you laugh, |
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Don't you want to be like us? |
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Everyone in the band can't stand me, just because |
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I fell off the stage, |
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And kind of by accident, |
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I broke the promoter's legs. |
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Sometimes we have a deadline, for writing our songs. |
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Five minutes left to write this one, la, la la, la la, la la. |
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Sleep in a sleeping bag. |
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Every floor looks the same as last night. |
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You wake up, you drive, you play a show, and then you sleep again. |
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We've been given superpowers, ask us for an autograph, |
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We sing, we dance, we'll make you laugh, |
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Don't you want to be like us? |
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We've been given superpowers, ask about our rock and roll, |
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Our hair, our clothes, hobbies, and pets. |
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Does he have a girlfriend yet? |
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I sometimes feel like |
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I'm Holden |
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Caulfield, sometimes |
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Jack Keroac. |
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I wanted to be famous, now |
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I want to take it back. |
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Don't want to rock the mic, don't want to meet the pope. |
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I just want to share with you, how we got this pease and hope. |
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I once wanted to be famous, |
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Now I want to take it back. |
