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Four blue walls, my second home
I can smell the filth, the dirt, the grime
If you're gonna drink
Don't leave enough for me and all my friends
Me and all my friends

Seventeen
I chase my dreams in seventeen
Who the fuck broke the P.A.?

Pearson's drums are not coasters
French fries behind the amps
You slobs, you fucks
How can you live like that?
Gideon Fisk, and all the broken sticks
I wouldn't be surprised if I stepped in shit

Seventeen
I chase my dreams in seventeen
Who the fuck broke the P.A.?

And anyways it's stupid how much shit we have in there
Too many bands and we don't even know the new one
It's Tuesday night and I have never seen you here before
Why can't we just all get along?


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