Текст песни Fortune Cookies - Rare Americans
We
stood
in
the
kitchen
looking
for
the
answers
A
bag
of
fortune
cookies
sitting
on
the
counter
We
thought
"Fuck
it,
why
not?"
I
guess
it's
worth
a
shot
Cause
we
were
both
pondering
a
lot
There
are
big
changes
ahead,
but
they
will
be
good
ones
Mine
said
"You
should
go
explore,
and
take
a
vacation"
So
fuck
it,
why
not?
I
guess
it's
worth
a
shot
That's
the
closest
to
a
sign
I
ever
got
That's
the
closest
to
a
sign
I
ever
got
There's
no
guru
There's
no
fast
lane
Happinеss,
a
working
man's
game
You
got
no
one
but
you
to
blame
If
I
could
givе
myself
a
few
pieces
of
advice
To
a
younger
version
of
me
coming
from
the
same
life
What
would
I
begin
to
write?
What
would
I
began
to
write?
First,
don't
fuck
up
your
life
Split-second
decision
ain't
worth
the
price
And
no
one
wants
to
deal
with
the
stress
of
making
right
It's
easier
to
walk
away
than
roll
the
dice
Sometimes
the
safe
bet's
to
think
twice
How
many
times
I
gotta
give
the
same
advice?
There's
no
guru
There's
no
fast
lane
Happiness,
a
working
man's
game
You
got
no
one
but
you
to
blame

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