Wednesday, February 17, 2010

I work in a town where death goes to cry
dogs learn to fuck
and thieves learn to lie
its a sight for fresh eyes
as the kids who just shat his pants waves goodbye
he'll never taste true love
unless its defrosted in a four n twenty pie

cash in your chips
get out while you can
you will still be free
though always less of a man
grow some wings
and learn how to sing
cause all they play is top 40
in Epping.

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