Twenty past four and we're feeling kind of bored 'cause there's nothing to record and we're poor
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There's nothing on TV, how can that be? Not even bullshit I don't want to see
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Spent all day in bed, throbbing in my head, my legs are made of lead
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feeling dead, there must be something to do to loose this mood
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I looked in the kitchen, there's not any food
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Something must be done, I'm craving some fun
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Put on my favourite band, yeah we need to make a plan
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Well I really hope we can 'cause the situation can't be much worse today, nothing's OK
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If I worked I probably wouldn't get paid
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We start to fight
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Then we decided that
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We're going out tonight
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Walk to the shop, CDs I can hock and that suck 'cause they never
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give you much but I don't give a damn we're sticking to the plan we need to
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buy some beer now the hour is getting near to the time that we know we've
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really got to go, we're sitting in the park and it's getting pretty dark
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We have a sup
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now things are looking up
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We're going out tonight
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Now the time has come, we're going to have some fun
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Now it's understood the night is looking good
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Let's go out and find someone to shout we'll get to the pub and there's
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going to be no doubt that
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There'll be some trouble there, broken glasses and stupid hair
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We'll be without a care all night
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We're going out tonight
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We're going out tonight
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| Frenzal Rhomb |
