Criminals killed kings, so which ones the better?
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Come on now open your suicide letter,
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lying on the floor, you're thinking you're dead,
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but you wanna live life do it instead,
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you gotta understand how to be true,
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It's out with the old and in with the new,
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you gotta do it now, you don't wanna go,
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come one now, life is your show.
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[Chorus:]
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Come on now let it go,
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Everything that you know, step aside,
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Let it ride and we're turning the tide,
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It's out with the old, in with the new,
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Step aside, the stories are true.
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[Tim:]
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Blast 'em just like a shot gun,
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Back down never to know one,
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Understand exactly where I come from,
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Take me into the action,
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These are stories that true no lie,
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Days of destruction you wonder why,
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I'm a punk rocker till the day I die,
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And the days come and days go and life gonna pass by,
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Affiliations everywhere I go,
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London, New York, L.A., Tokyo,
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And this world is the world I know,
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A world of no rules no place that I won't go,
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Let me open up the door for ya,
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Let you into a whole new world for ya,
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You see you never know,
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Where you end up tomorrow.
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The next thing you know, the victim that was beaten
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was the same person you thought was undefeated,
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lying there next in the line,
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sometimes kid you gotta do your time,
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think about the fall and what you did wrong,
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before you can move along,
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you gotta do it now, you gotta know,
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come on now, life is your show.
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The Stories Are True
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