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Rich Kids
You know I love to make a connection
I love to conspire in steel
And you know I love to write good rock songs honey
That's all good and real
I was born and I cried
I lived the dirty live and I died on fire
And so slow
But I could get used to this
I used to be friends with rich kids
But all they talked about was me
Cause I was looking for a date on the corner
Like a foghorn shouting in the breeze
And I beg on a club
I spear the very strengh to look down
In case your into
But I could get used to this
I find I grew a leg in Thailand
Marotting on a Tiflis flu
Cause i was stering up the face in Nashville
Where the plots don't care 'bout what you do
I was born and I cried
I lived the dirty live and I died on fire
And so slow
But I could get used to this
Dark faced flies
Would kill to survive
Hydrogen tigers too
When your in doubt simply even it out now
What does that say about you?
I was lying by a sunny window
Forning on a stormy sea
I was calling you to find some codeans
hoping you know what I mean
I was born and I cried
I lived the dirty live and I died on fire
And so slow
But I could get used to this
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But I could get used to this
And so slow
I lived the dirty live and I died on fire
I was born and I cried
hoping you know what I mean
I was calling you to find some codeans
Forning on a stormy sea
I was lying by a sunny window
What does that say about you?
When your in doubt simply even it out now
Hydrogen tigers too
Would kill to survive
Dark faced flies
But I could get used to this
And so slow
I lived the dirty live and I died on fire
I was born and I cried
Where the plots don't care 'bout what you do
Cause i was stering up the face in Nashville
Marotting on a Tiflis flu
I find I grew a leg in Thailand
But I could get used to this
In case your into
I spear the very strengh to look down
And I beg on a club
Like a foghorn shouting in the breeze
Cause I was looking for a date on the corner
But all they talked about was me
I used to be friends with rich kids
But I could get used to this
And so slow
I lived the dirty live and I died on fire
I was born and I cried
That's all good and real
And you know I love to write good rock songs honey
I love to conspire in steel
You know I love to make a connection
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