We drag ourselves like a chain behind a truck And watch sparks coming up from under us, Cause all we need is a little bang for our buck. Clock is ticking 'tic-tic-tic-tic-toc' And here we are stumbling through the gate Like a snake we are eating our own tail We are the black leaves just released We are the black leaves don't you see it? The clock tics tick toc tic tock - the clock tics, tic toc Go and have another glass now and drink it till you pass out. Time is almost up now, Buckle up, buckle up, brace for impact! Oh it's a hard pill to swallow when you're living in denial. Time is almost up now. Buckle up, buckle up, brace for impact! Oh we just take, no we don't borrow, Fall asleep and expect a new tomorrow, Hit the gas and we don't stop. Clock is ticking, tic-tickeli-ticki-tic-toc And here we are as we stumbling through the gate Like a snake eating our own tail. We are just black leaves just released. We are just black leaves don't you see it? The clock ticks, tick tock- the clock ticks, tic tic Go and have another glass now and drink it till you pass out. Time is almost up now, Buckle up, buckle up, brace for impact! Oh it's a hard pill to swallow when you're living in denial. Time is almost up now. Buckle up, buckle up, brace for impact! Brace for impact! Yeah! Brace for impact! Tic Toc, Get the fuck out of the way, Tic-toc it's gona burn The clock tics-tic-toc Go and have another glass now and drink it till you pass out. Time is almost up now, buckle up, buckle up, brace for impact! Oh it's a hard pill to swallow when you're living in denial. Time is almost up now, buckle up, buckle up, brace for impact! Whooah we're at the end of this sick show. Buckle up, buckle up brace for impact! Oh, it's a hard pill to swallow, when you're living in denial. Time is almost up now, buckle up, buckle up, brace for impact!

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Wish I was riding the steam train Right out of the pages of time Down through the ol' Roaring Twenties To the fall of 1929 Back in heyday of railroads Before airplanes fluttered and flew Color me in like a cartoon hobo Doing what bums used to do Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon Show me hopping a freight train Somewhere south of the yard Make it a Santa Fe boxcar Paint it all rusty and hard Sketch out an old hobo jungle Make the old days come alive on the page Build a rough shack Down by thе track Weather it heavy with agе Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon Sometimes things are great to remember Some are too good to forget Things back then were so different Some things we think of them yet Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon

Loneliness is settin' in How I feel, you don't know All my tomorrows, they depend On how my todays go Ain't seen your face for a few years or more You don't write, you don't call Tell me what are all the memories for When you don't remember at all? I'm sad and lonely I wonder do you feel the same? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name? Maybe someday, you'll walk into Some bar I'm singing in You'll hang your head in sorrow and cry When you see the shape that I'm in Oh, I'm sad and lonely I wonder do you feel the same? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name?

Decided to write a song for my hero Considering he's done so much for me He's the one that pulled me up when I fell down so low He's the one that led me through the darkness when I could not see Never met a man more gentle or any humbler Never once heard him raise his voice or saw him mad But I watched him break his back on coal and lumber To give her everything she never had Cause when it all comes down to zero There's nothing more this life could ever give And I know I'll never find another hero Not another one like him Born on a summer day in some dark holler Way back in the hills of Perry County Well he grew up poor and he never saw a dollar But a dollar ain't no good in a coal camp anyway Cause when it all comes down to zero There's nothing more this life could ever give And I know I'll never find another hero Not another one like him And if I'm half the man he is when I die I don't know if I could ask for too much more He taught me you only need one hand To count your real friends in this life But if you find true love you better take both arms And hold on til your sore