Текст (слова) песни: Nation Of Ulysses - Last Train To Cool

 
3 chords, yeah they`re yours, 
we stole them from your bottom drawer. 
16 strings or something, 
yeah, don`t listen, `cause we stole everything. 
Yeah, it`s true, we got it from you, 
don`t worry man, there`s nothing new. 
Stay outside, 
there`s nothing in here that you would call alive. 
With your own little shoes on your own little feet, 
you`ll never win or lose on your own little street, 
when you`re suckin` on your thumb and it`s all goin` numb 
and you`re looking in the mirror and your looking so dumb, 
well don`t expect my invitation to come, 
in your own little can where you cut out the noise. 
You`re too busy spittin` out mouthwash, 
too busy spittin` out your own voice. 
You keep saying, "I`ve got a car outside," 
well it that`s true child, go take a ride.
 

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