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Last of the gentlemen
02:18
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Graffiti walls, a fading message
A lifestyle that's 30 years old
But whoa, it's so sad to it go
No control, guess we'll see you at the show
There goes the last of the gentlemen
Giants heading for extinction
Just the product of a fashion statement
Too few are on the same wavelength
They all want danger kinda easy to shock
We're all waiting for the machine to stop
But whoa, it's so sad to it go
No control, guess we'll see you at the show
But whoa so sad to see it go, so sad to see it go
There goes the last of the gentlemen
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2. |
You don't get it
03:34
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Am I a sore loser? Well I'm not quite sure
I did a bang up job now I'm looking for a reward
The monkey danced for the man behind the desk
But the ticket on your wall doesn't mean you know best
Yes drill-sargent, on my command
Left right dogtag around your neck
It's a good sound with dollar sign eyes
But this horse fell short of the wayside
You just don't get it
All the things I'm trying to say
You just don't get it
The music I try to play
I think I read it
Page 5, book 101, you don't like it 'til it's been done
You don't get it
And I guess you never will
Well I'd like to see the light but I don't know where it's at
I'd like to change the tune but the record's been scratched
Where's the truth I read so much about
Put your hands in the air but the time is not now
Yes drill-sargent on my command
Left right soldier and a gun in your hand
Take the field notes give them to the doc
I got a message for your suggestion box
The jobs we hate that pay
Forfeit the life we make
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3. |
Shelfstackers Inc
01:12
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Some people wanna be doctors, heroes saving lives
Others want to fight evil, stopping horrific crimes
We're not members of the union, our divine purpose was never stated
But we're all card carrying members of Shelfstackers Incorporated
Yeah! We're happy falling in the middle, never gonna take it the streets
Life's too short to be anything but enjoyed, so we're all putting up our feet
I'm not gonna sign up for the cause, hearts aren't meant for sleeves
I got theories, I got my own thoughts, and I'll share them whenever I please
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4. |
Victoria Red
01:51
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The old way ain't working, that's what we're led to believe
People say they gotta solution, and it's fucking easy
So mummy's in the garden shed cooking up a storm
Daddy gathered all friends, they're out to change the norm
Yeah, Victoria Red, bring it back,
Bring it back again, Victoria Red, we'll bring it back again
Darling it's not that I don't appreciate the thought
We could all use a little healing, just not of the intimate sort
So mummy's cooking up a storm, in the garden shed
Daddy won't get home tonight, he's meeting up with friends
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5. |
Spent
01:43
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I said I'm done, I'm fucking spent
I'm sick and tired of everything
My life's work against the grain
Now I'm throwing it away
I'm just trying to save myself
From these fiscal gates of hell
I fall asleep in my chair
But the clock it ain't striked 10
So little to show for living hardcore
Now I'm gonna try the norm
I threw out all my punk shirts
Cut my hair and went to work
And I'm not sure I look what I see
But don't you dare judge me
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6. |
Cheering me on
01:33
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I got another drink in my hand
From one of my so called friends
I hear them laughing at me
When I try to dance
You see it turns out I'm no fun
Unless I'm completely fucked up
Familiar games that they play
Look what he's gone and done
So wind me up like a toy
This entertainment I hope you enjoy
Cause I don't think I'll rock this world for long
And the thing that makes me sick
Is everyone knows it
And here they are cheering me on
Look at them all Cheering me on
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7. |
RINO
01:41
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Rino, Rino, Rino, Rino, Rino, Rino, Rino
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8. |
No Thanks
02:25
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No thanks, that's what I get
From all of my, vague acquaintances
No time, to turn around
Is that why, I'm just a face in the crowd
And I wonder, why I play this game
The answer's always, gonna be the same
No thanks, that's what I've got
Spare me love and help me work this out
No time, have I quit
Cause I sure have, thought about it
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