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Nofx So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes

It's so easy to defend the status quo With everyone so cool and cynical But when you see the end don't justify the means It's just that 180 degrees The

Billy Cobin lost it all We knew he would eventually Some wonder why he took the fall Others just ask who the hell is he And why should we care for him

where we don't belong Because there's never gonna be enough space So eat the meek, savor the taste It's always gonna be a delicacy So lick your chops and

You better watch out, you better not cry You better put out records D.I.Y. 'Cause it's not what you've done it's what you've been If you fuck up, I'm

I promised my heart to her, she cooked it medium well And then proceeded to swallow it whole It may sound good to you, it may sound oh so wrong Just

red I wanna tar and lynch the KKK I wanna pull and shoot the NRA Yeah yeah yeah Murder the government, murder the government Murder the government and

the dough Nothing seems much fun anymore to me Don't feel like goin' out Nothin' worth singin' about Missin' the alcohol No longer born to lose Put away my party shoes

puke, beer, stale piss fuck, sweat, and fear Adrenaline addicted, the blood leak From my head kinda concerned my friends But at the time it felt so right

ketamine your perseverance may Outlast my ambition to go home infatuation with your dark side I obey forbidden pleasures, I have grown to loathe/love Somewhere between eden and