Lyrics Crew - Dessa
The
bartender
says,
"Kid,
one
day
you'll
get
famous,
Which
is
lucky,
'cause
honey
I
hate
to
say
it,
You
ain't
much
of
a
waitress,
even
on
a
day
shift,
Clumsy
as
you
are,
it's
like
we're
paying
you
to
break
dishes."
Now
the
records,
break
light
plates,
Rocking
stages
state
to
state.
Getting
bigger
like
every
day,
And
they
say
the
game's
changing.
Doomtree
stay
sharp,
razor
blade
up.
But,
'member
when
we
didn't
have
a
dime
to
stop
on,
All
night
trying
to
write
a
decent
pop
song,
Dot
net
'cause
somebody
already
had
the
dot
com,
Get
in,
let's
go,
go
'head,
come
on.
Boys
in
the
basement,
beats
through
a
bass
amp,
Papers
on
the
_______
we're
all
on
the
radar
now,
I
guess,
digging
in
and
gaining
ground,
No
matter
where
we
go,
I
do
believe
we're
all
related
now.
There's
no
love
like
crew,
And
that's
true,
'cause
to
me,
My
friends
and
my
family,
My
clan
is
Doomtree.
(My
people,
my
partners,
my
plan
is
Doomtree).
It's
been
a
long
walk
and
it's
a
steep
hill.
No
time
for
small
talk,
no
place
for
weak
wills.
You
mind
your
business
and
you
try
to
stay
real.
Half
Dorothy
Parker,
half
April
O'Neal.
_______
over
light
on
the
horizon.
Real
slow
strobe,
night,
day,
and
night
again.
No
time
now
to
wonder
'bout
what
might
have
been,
Eyes
on
the
prize,
no
matter
what
the
critics
think.
What's
got
nine
lives,
lands
on
it's
feet?
The
Doomtree
franchise,
rep
wings
and
teeth.
If
the
hinges
creak,
then
break
the
door
down.
All
I
need
is
a
beat,
a
break
of
four
count.
There's
no
love
like
crew,
And
that's
true,
'cause
to
me,
My
friends
and
my
family,
My
clan
is
Doomtree.
(My
people,
my
partners,
my
plan
is
Doomtree).
Maybe
ain't
a
lot,
but
it's
an
honest
wage,
And
what
we've
got
is
what
we've
made.
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