Me and Billy like to sleep all day, on the floor is where we decay.
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Mohawks in disarray from Cutler Ridge to motherfucking Biscayne Bay.
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The gangs tried to kill us but we wouldn't take flight, brass
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knuckles and rusty knives kept the wolves at bay, and we'd play in
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traffic downtown, turn it up and take me away.
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[Bridge:]
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What do you do when there's nowhere to go? Empty pools and punk
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rock shows, anger that nobody knows and the sun goes down and the
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streetlights glow. We rolled through the city in a bucket of rust
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with the punk rock South Dade girls screaming lyrics at us from the
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backseat and kicking up dust to the sound of the only people we can trust.
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[CHORUS: x2]
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Out of control and you've shivered my timbers, I'm all fucked up the
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moon's just a sliver. Yeah, silence is golden but duct tape is silver
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like the lining of the clouds that conceal the killers.
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The streets aren't safe when the winds are blowing, in the eye
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of the storm the blood starts flowing, we're gathering bricks and
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we're gonna start throwing them at you (We'll throw them at you)
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[x2]
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Me and Billy like to sleep all day, on the floor is where we decay.
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Mohawks in disarray from Cutler Ridge to motherfucking Biscayne Bay.
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The gangs tried to kill us but we wouldn't take flight, brass
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knuckles and rusty knives kept the wolves at bay, and we'd play in
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traffic downtown, turn it up and take me away.
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[Bridge]
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[Chorus x2]
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The streets aren't safe when the winds are blowing, in the eye
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of the storm the blood starts flowing, we're gathering bricks and
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we're gonna start throwing them at you (We'll throw them at you)
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[x2]
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Kick us when we're down, we're not going away. We're the stray dogs that
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chase you, the ones that betray you. And wild through the streets
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and sleep with the decay of all that you have left us; life in disarray.
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Out of control and you've shivered my timbers, I'm all fucked up the
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moon's just a sliver. Yeah, silence is golden but duct tape is silver.
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Yeah, silence is golden but duct tape is silver. Obey!
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Out of control and you've shivered my timbers, tell us to shut up and we'll give you the finger. Yeah, silence is golden but duct tape is silver.
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Yeah, silence is golden but duct tape is silver. Obey!
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Silence Is Golden But Duct Tape Is Silver
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| Against All Authority |
