There's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun.
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Oh, Dee Dee Ramone where have you gone?
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In misery all day long, to shoot some dope right into your arm.
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Oh, the sun does rise, the birds do sing.
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They fly around and shit on me.
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There's nowhere to go.
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No loot, no booze, no fun.
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God, there's nowhere to sleep, nothing to do,
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I don't know how you made it through.
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Nowhere to go, belonging to no one.
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You snorted coke 'till you turned blue,
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and walked the streets with nothing to do.
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There's nowhere to go.
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No loot, no booze no fun.
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No Loot, No Booze, No Fun
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| The Tossers |
