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The Josephs
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Record Boy
Ok, fair and square, You couldn't really let it go that you got a measly start, And you didn't want to know how you'd end up If you didn't hit the ground so hard All your records, boy, that's alright If only they were just a little vintage vinyl But clean up boy; life's no toy
You were seventeen When you crashed ashore in a shipwreck And you couldn't really climb out the bottle
'Cause you only learned to neck it, didn't yah? Your records, boy, that's alright If only they were just a little vintage vinyl But clean up boy; life's no toy Clean up boy; life's no toy
Aren't you precious in your nirvana tee Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Aren't you precious but your words don't keep All your promises you couldn't keep All your promises
You were speeding 'long the river in a hot-wired truck Runnin' on the last of the poor man's luck Tearin' through the night of your own demise But the copper was a-comin', the copper was a-comin'
The woman she was lost in a suburb dream Thinkin' 'bout the times that you'd gone clean While you're slippin' through the cracks of your own demise The copper was a-comin', the copper was a-comin'
Record boy, run for it You're a record boy, so run for it.
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