So when pretending ends shell have scattered her friends
And she'll find she'll wake up dead
There's no card above receivers
Still its all so remote
Behind the bench at the rec
Where she lost fifty notes
(she says) “I used to have a future
But now I don't know
Just dependence and repentance and a ready-brek glow”
Just put your money in
Bruised and battered shins
You fucking love it
You fucking love it
Back on your feet again
Out on the beat again,
You fucking love it
Yeah yeah yeah
Drunk as a skunk
Lean as a dean
Always the same
Since she was thirteen
You want it
You lame duck
You want it
Youre out of luck
You've always been a seedy fuck
So whats it gonna be?
Just put your money in
Bruised and battered shins
You fucking love it
You fucking love it
Back on your feet again
Out on the beat again,
You fucking love it
Yeah yeah yeah
When you boil it down
We descend from clowns to dogs
Just put your money in
Bruised and battered shins
You fucking love it
You fucking love it
Back on your feet again
Out on the beat again,
You fucking love it
Yeah yeah yeah
When you boil it down
We descend from clowns to dogs
By Gumo //Montevideo-Uruguay\\
She could never ever ever ever ever ever ever get it into her thick head So when pretending ends shell have scattered her friends And she'll find she'll wake up dead There's no card above receivers Still its all so remote Behind the bench at the rec Where she lost fifty notes (she says) “I used to have a future But now I don't know Just dependence and repentance and a ready-brek glow” Just put your money in Bruised and battered shins You fucking love it You fucking love it Back on your feet again Out on the beat again, You fucking love it Yeah yeah yeah Drunk as a skunk Lean as a dean Always the same Since she was thirteen You want it You lame duck You want it Youre out of luck You've always been a seedy fuck So whats it gonna be? Just put your money in Bruised and battered shins You fucking love it You fucking love it Back on your feet again Out on the beat again, You fucking love it Yeah yeah yeah When you boil it down We descend from clowns to dogs Just put your money in Bruised and battered shins You fucking love it You fucking love it Back on your feet again Out on the beat again, You fucking love it Yeah yeah yeah When you boil it down We descend from clowns to dogs By Gumo //Montevideo-Uruguay\\ Explain Request ×
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