I was just a young boy, barely 17
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A regular poster child for the American dream
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I spent some time in college, tried to learn that system well
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Left a problem drinker and cynical as hell
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CHORUS
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They say there's two kinds of people
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Those who have and those who don't
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Some of us will benefit
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And there's some of us that won't
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Some people spend a lifetime
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Trying to get over that fence
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But I'm just on the corner
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Spending my inheritance
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I guess Old Father Time's put on one hell of a show
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'Cause the older that I get it seems the less I know
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I found the road to riches was just a private drive
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Owned by politicians waving from inside
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CHORUS
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There's nothing wrong with me still I have to wonder why
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Another day, another family tree lifts it's branches to the sky
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Dined on good intentions, nearly starved to death
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I gave the world my last two cents and now I live on what is left
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There's never any medals, there isn't much reward
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You gotta find your peace of mind in what you can afford
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CHORUS
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Well I'm back where I started, spending my inheritance
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Spending My Inheritance
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The Badlees |