Songtexte
When
I
was
young
my
mother
said
someday
son,
you're
gonna
wind
up
dead
'cause
five
to
nine
wonder
why
you're
still
alive
you'll
wind
up
working
nine
to
five
Nine
till
five
is
eight
till
six
getting
by
*gibberish*
They
make
ya
wait
in
line
just
to
get
your
fix
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Until
the
day
I
die
I'll
break
my
back
and
whine
to
*gibberish*
and
make
a
stack,
and
sit
right
back,
and
drink
his
wine
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
(OW)
Well,
the
bills
roll
in
and
there
aint
no
doubt
ya
dug
a
hole
and
ya
cant
get
out,
and
it's
enough
to
make
ya
wanna
scream
and
shout.
Until
the
day
I
die
I'll
break
my
back
and
whine
so
*gibberish*
and
make
a
stack,
and
sit
right
back,
and
drink
his
wine
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Until
the
day
I
die
I'll
break
my
back
and
whine
so
*gibberish*
and
make
a
stack,
and
sit
right
back,
and
drink
his
wine
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
(Scream)
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