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Gone Gonzo's not an insult it's a way to live It's an impulse and a spirit and the **** you don't give It's a life and a love and a heart attack It's about no regret and never looking back It's the kindred spirit you met in Seoul It's the voice inside that screams **** YOU! It's a kiss and a coffin and a knife in the back It's seven pounds of ******** It's never going back It's ******** rhymes while you can barely see Why you writing "OOOH LOOK AT ME" It's despair, it's desire It's through these diatribes I enact my demise A drunk-ass kid, a broke-ass town Who even gives a **** if I get out? Drugs and drunks and ***** and ***** And ****** and Doors and **** THE LAW"'s From kids in clothes I can't even afford It's like our childhood lost it's passion No Vietnam or Thatherism What war on drugs no drugs just war Is there a thing I ain't already saw? Information's up but stocks is down There any life left in this town? There any heart or there any soul Or that just another thing those ******* stole And no I don't mean "the MAN" I mean those ***** you call your friends So smoke some drugs Look out for yourself **** some ladies **** **** some men Now write it all down **** it all *****
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Feb 23, 2013
Feb 23, 2013 at 12:15 PM UTC
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Gone Gonzo's not an insult it's a way to live It's an impulse and a spirit and the **** you don't give It's a life and a love and a heart attack It's about no regret and never looking back It's the kindred spirit you met in Seoul It's the voice inside that screams **** YOU! It's a kiss and a coffin and a knife in the back It's seven pounds of ******** It's never going back It's ******** rhymes while you can barely see Why you writing "OOOH LOOK AT ME" It's despair, it's desire It's through these diatribes I enact my demise A drunk-ass kid, a broke-ass town Who even gives a **** if I get out? Drugs and drunks and ***** and ***** And ****** and Doors and **** THE LAW"'s From kids in clothes I can't even afford It's like our childhood lost it's passion No Vietnam or Thatherism What war on drugs no drugs just war Is there a thing I ain't already saw? Information's up but stocks is down There any life left in this town? There any heart or there any soul Or that just another thing those ******* stole And no I don't mean "the MAN" I mean those ***** you call your friends So smoke some drugs Look out for yourself **** some ladies **** **** some men Now write it all down **** it all *****
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Feb 23, 2013
Feb 23, 2013 at 12:15 PM UTC
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