I opened up the bottle and I fell out of bed
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I couldn't find the floor until it hit me in the head
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I did a little powder off the bathroom sink
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It's been about a month and something's starting to stink
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Me and the band we are starting to fight
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Cuz if we got along it just wouldn't feel right
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(Chorus)
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We're the white trash circus...Don't give a damn
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We'll steal your girl whenever we can
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We're the drunken gods of the living dead
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We're the voice, we're the voice
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We're the voice in your head
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We're the trash, we're the trash
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We're the trash in your bed
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Been livin' on the road about a year and a half
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If we go another mile we're gonna kick each other's ass
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Someone's gonna quit or someone's gonna die
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And we don't give a shit because we're busy getting' high
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Another lawsuit and another arrest
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Wouldn't change a thing because we love it to death
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(Chorus)
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We're the son's of the devil, were the blood on the stage
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You can love us you can hate us but will never go away...
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White Trash Circus
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| Motley Crue |
