: You gotta have friends, that don't betray Friends that don't lie, friends you can trust Some steal your girlfriend, some steal your money Laugh at
: VERSION 1 Gonna find some girls tonight My friday night has washed away Beer bong has me wandering around The girls that look like drugs and alcohol
: We don't care, cause we're in a gang Parties that we go to end up in a bang Look at us funny and we'll shoot you dead While we're there, we'll fill
: Life is just a bowl of worries Or is it just the DUI's Distinguish between right and wrong Truth and bullshit If you can't agree between white and
: One night, I fell asleep A man dressed in black in front of me I said "whatcha going to do to me?" He said "I'm gonna set you free." From all the pressures
: Excuses for our money Is that religion One more dollar for What Jesus has given Hell is free But you might have to pay for heaven One more dollar Is
: Why can't I do what I want Why must I do what my parents want ?? I gotta live by Mom's rules I gotta live by Mom's rules I gotta live by Mom's rules
: Never thought it could happen to me Again and now look at me I'm alone, standing in my cell Staring at the wall, living in hell All my life, I never
: I don't think I'll ever mind If you ask what's on my mind Do you think that I am blind? You never know what you will find Do you think that this is
: We're driving around coming to your town This is the fifth time the van broke down But we're on our way so you can see us play We'll get there one
: Lager in the Dark Lager in the Dark Lager in the Dark Lager in the Dark Lager in the Dark Lager in the Dark Lager in the Dark Lager in the Dark Lager
: You don't tell me you are pakistan I wait for you to kick your ass I stay long time to take my head I hate the lies I always see I love guitar in your
: We don't like him He's such a dick He wears funny glasses He has so many zits Bob Turkee he's a dick Bob Turkee he's a dick Bob Turkee he's a turkey
: I've got no problems Sitting by yourself, No friends are near You got a needle in one hand, And in the other one a beer. You can't cope with life,
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: Have you ever noticed things grow sour? Just when it was getting good, new bands every hour Then you have to go and call it dead And ruin it for everyone
: Computers had a war And you're gonna die We won't be anymore We'll all turn to steel We'll be in hell Talking to our friends Nothing to talk about
: When I was on the freeway, doing 70 all drunk A copper pulled me over, and I thought that I was sunk He came up to my car, I thought up a little trick
