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With a bit of luck everything's falling in place
The maybe things will feel it's been such a race
Now everything's fine, carry on

If times are hard it's just too bad, just go on your way
Some people will do anything, well that's what they say
But everything's fine, carry on

Offering my all to anyone who isn't there...
Raising my eyes to meet another empty stare...
( Swing low-take me home-here's one for the boys )
Someone take my hand, take me for all I'm worth...
Take me to the riverside, and drown me in your mirth...
( Swing low-take me home-here's one for the boys-
It's now or never-'til the end of time now, c'mon feel the noise! )
Everyone loves a musical drunk, He's always full of cheer.

I wish I had something new to tell you..
I wish I could say anything at all.
To make you go away (please don't leave me.)
I know I fucked it up and I'll keep fucking up
It's easier to fuck it up than to break my balls by keeping up...
The same old shit served up brand new
Spastic fits just like a glove.
Here's another rhyme for you

Kill the sound and hit the lights
I've had about enough tonight.
I've been tried and I've been true.
Ten years on - am I through?
(Why the hell am I asking you?!?)
I don't really give a damn
Whether or not you understand
I don't have patience left to lend.

They met at a show late on a Saturday night. I'm tellin' you, it was love at first fist fight. Bootboy causin' trouble, knockin' around the town. Punk girl drunk and dancin', and foolin' around. It's the same ol' line, teen lust makes you blind. Hormones hit the fray, guess who fell in love today? Then she throws a smile his way, and he asks her for her name. Buys her a beer, and then push comes to shove. She grabs his hand, and shemes a plan, off they go to no-mans land. Oooh : Young punks in love. They grab a six pack, and they head down to the square. Boppin' down the avenue, hand in hand, without a care. They hit the benches, and he throws his arm around her. They're swappin' spit, and he's so glad that he found her. Nothin' else to do, two punks pet and coo. Boy meets girl, girl meets boy - together, forever in violent joy. They were holdin' hands in the park, makin' out long after dark. Drinkin' a bottle under the stars above. "I'm your boy, and your my girl, it's you and me, baby, against the world." Oooh : Young punks in love. (FUCK FUNK, BE PUNK)