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Strung Out Suburban Teenage Wasteland Blues Speed Ball No miracles gonna save you now, no profound word's gonna show you how No revelation's gonna change the way you live no wise man's gonna come and take your hand No awakening lies in store for you, no effort you submit will deliver you. No picture worth a million words, no Salvation worth a million lives Will ever open your eyes so that you could really see You've come this far doin what you do so why change now, your doin fine I'll candy coat another rhyme for you. You're on a speedball and it's goin' straight to hell, and I don't wanna get in your way You're on a rocket and it's goin' straight down, you've lit the fuse set the fire now there's no one left to save you. Someone pulled the chair right under you, now you're swingin' by the Neck and still you continue to smile Step right up and get your fix climb back to your crucifix we're burnin' the world down tonight. No new improved better lookin' god, no antiestablishmentariant? Punk rock song will save the world tonight We're on a speedball goin' to hell, a one-way trip to Candyland and you Ain't got no reason to fight. You don't have the answers, you don't have the solutions Somehow it always ends up working out. |
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