Listen up kid, it's not what you think
Stayed out to
Let's go out, we'll take no prisoners
Lonely love, gotta leave
Everybody's left this town
(Who could blame them? Who could blame
Me and you on Gallows Hill
1980, 1 or 2
Hurry up
Got a rhythm band
We were rocking like you could not
Clueless wonder
Why do you believe
Why do you believe
That we're closing
Come on teacher
Teach me something
Don't just fill my head with
My dark places no one goes
Lipstick traces on my clothes
All
I’ve been away and I’ve been travelin’
I’ve been lost, I’ve
Get outta town
Get outta town
Get outta town
Get out now!
Get outta
You break a few bones, you break a few nails
It's
I want a drink and then I want another
I’m getting
I know it's an ugly sentiment
Like a smooth backhanded compliment
You'd
Goodbye, doctor
You will be leaving
All of us grieving
This summer
Goodbye, doc
Lean on in and let me bend your ear
I heard
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