Got guns, do you want 'em?
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Take aim at each other?
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Scratch the itch?
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Give the finger?
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Cause we don't care
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Anyway
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Got knives, have you seen 'em?
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In your back's where we keep 'em
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And your never gonna reach 'em
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Now that sounds fair
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(Chorus)
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Oh, this is bound to be good
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You can't, but you thought that you could
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Little boy, little town
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Little King, little crown
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Well you give and you give
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Why don't you just give in?
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Come on, take it with a smile
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At the bottom of the bile
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You can beg, you can plead
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It won't take a thing
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(Chorus)
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Oh, this is bound to be good
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You can't, but you thought that you could
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Oh, how can you win?
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Against yourself again
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How you like your position?
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You ain't Robert Mitchum
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You're ten pounds of shit
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In a five pound bag
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(Chorus)
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Oh, this is bound to be good
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You can't, but you thought that you could
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Oh, how can you win?
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Against yourself again
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The Fun Machine Took A Shit And Died
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| Queens Of the Stone Age |
