Bargains and Deals - Exotic Dangers

沒有什麼是真的大不了 最後一定都會沒事的 沒有什麼事情你做不了 所以別糾結在那

Countersuit against the restaurant dude Accusing you of everything you never did do Some people find it easier to dish it out to others Than eat it themselves and pay for their mothers Put up your dukes and always try to tell the truth Dressing up a lie in white don't make it right Don't ask why you gotta eat a humble pie Just be a good sport and an upright guy The Golden Rule, the king of the fools Try to be impressive but you fall in the pool Jumping Jack Flash, running out of gas Living like you're graded on a curve But you fail or you pass Damage control, is your heart getting cold Kneeling at the altar trying-a sell out your soul Saturday women and a forty-dollar steak Sunday morning singing high praise Proving that you're no more than a paperback kid Wearing on your collar that fraternity bid But counting a keg stand don't make you a real man Looking in hindsight, you'll understand The Golden Rule, the king of the fools Try to be impressive but you fall in the pool Jumping Jack Flash, running out of gas Living like you're graded on a curve But you fail or you pass The Golden Rule, the king of the fools Try to be impressive but you fall in the pool Jumping Jack Flash, running out of gas Living like you're graded on a curve

Six years young in Chicago Seven feet of snow everywhere you go Walk half a mile to school every day We're sledding and we don't wanna go Rode a paper route in the summertime Landed one through the neighbor's French door Made best friends with a leather belt Found my black phantom in the garbage can Poppa's sippin' something on the sofa Working up to two packs a day He's the king of the bowling lane Saturday Nailing sheetrock on the rest Momma's wearing makeup in the kitchen I guess that's why the bacon tastes good She got high heeled slippers and an apron on 'Cause that's the way Sears liked her best Remember Ritchie Valens and the plane crash Remember Buddy Holly and The Bopper I cried myself to sleep for a week and a half That'll Be the Day just ain't the same Elvis joined the army and forsook us all Traded rock and roll for a buzz cut Jerry Lee and Myra Gale tied a knot Those were the days the music died Kid's fashion is hard line of work When all you've got to go on is headlines and dirt Kid's fashion is hard line of work When all you've got to go on is headlines and dirt 1959 was a good year 1959 was a good year A Fender Stratocaster and a tweed amp Is all you ever needed to be famous

Thirty Fahrenheit as I was riding by I caught you freezing in the line out the DMV The third time's a charm if you're trying hard Sittin' pretty with that officer on your arm Cobalt and tall, peg legger slacks Sweeter than a dentist's nightmare If you can't drive a car, you can drive me Stripin' diamonds now on the city gig Recreational Department treats me like a kid Stick it to them's all I can say in pride If I don't finish with the outfield they'll have my hide Shining up my loafs, I'm the first to go I'm saltier than sailor's blood If I can't hold a job, can I hold you? Do you know how to touch this American? If you'll just buy me brunch Don't you know just how much of our life is gone? Just let me buy you brunch If you can't drive a car, you can drive me If I can't hold a job, can I hold you?