The Redness In The West by Lawrence Arms
Wasting away, never felt this way before
I played all the ditties they were hollerin' for
Then they shot at my boots and told me to dance
And I didn't really want to, but before I had the chance
To say my piece, everyone was laughing in my face
Safe to say I hate this place
Do you want to get lost, 'cause I can't stay found
I've done my time killing days in this town
I got a little itch and I'm thirsty
All I want to know is who's coming with me
Fuck you, you're cool, fuck you too
The last goodbye is simple and true
I got a fever for the cowbell, boys
I fell for the beat but I stay down for the noise
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