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This Bike Is A Pipe Bomb Dance Party With

smash you down. You're a rock star now, with a needle in your arm. Gee, it's a wonder you never won me with your charm. Cause rock stars with needles

mother woke up last night from a dream that made her scream, and she knows its because she's lost her love for her boy, who's leaving in the morning

to go. You know you may have to go on your own. You know your going out in style with a smile, cause for a little while you know you've got a son in me

who. I'll bet my last dollar I can do more than holler, I can take a couple punches from those boys in blue. I bet that we can do it right this time

in hopes that a shooting star might take root in the hole in your head. and we'll wake up in the morning being stared down by an ashamed sun, shamefully covering behind a

you to kosovo in a week or two. Johnny, why you gonna go? Do you really know? You say no. There's a war that's going on, they say it's a brand new Vietnam