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Crime In Stereo – It Ain't All Hugs And Handshakes lyrics
If
Saturdays end sadder days Pay,
stubs should bring salvation Accelerating
heartbeats happily But.
these days our day jobs barely cover insurance So,
now we can't afford our dreams Skip.
town suddenly on half a heartbeat And
spark as sweetly as softly it came Let.
the windows transition the night So
we don't miss a thing Skip.
town suddenly cause New York doesn't look the same You.
make it seem like Saturdays end sadder days And,
it's OK to lie dead come the week It's.
just like me to disagree You.
make it seem like Fridays pay will make everything OK It's,
just like me to plan an escape Dead.
broke and happy and sitting in traffic again We're,
down to one lane cause New York is never gonna change But
I can treat lungs black from bad decisions Over
another day of the same thing Bad
food bad, dreams and, Bad Religion It's.
OK cause my way has only got to work for me So.
tell me is it gonna get any easier To
find your way now that you've got a degree Cause?
there sure ain't any jobs for you here boy And,
would you really want one anyway
Saturdays end sadder days Pay,
stubs should bring salvation Accelerating
heartbeats happily But.
these days our day jobs barely cover insurance So,
now we can't afford our dreams Skip.
town suddenly on half a heartbeat And
spark as sweetly as softly it came Let.
the windows transition the night So
we don't miss a thing Skip.
town suddenly cause New York doesn't look the same You.
make it seem like Saturdays end sadder days And,
it's OK to lie dead come the week It's.
just like me to disagree You.
make it seem like Fridays pay will make everything OK It's,
just like me to plan an escape Dead.
broke and happy and sitting in traffic again We're,
down to one lane cause New York is never gonna change But
I can treat lungs black from bad decisions Over
another day of the same thing Bad
food bad, dreams and, Bad Religion It's.
OK cause my way has only got to work for me So.
tell me is it gonna get any easier To
find your way now that you've got a degree Cause?
there sure ain't any jobs for you here boy And,
would you really want one anyway
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