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Oh yeah....oh yeah
Not a never from me well...it beats watching you
My baby saw some happy people yesterday, that I never knew
Never too much violence every time we had a war
You belong shirt and now the skins and
Well we’re flying through the door
These are violent times and I only want to do my part
Sing til hatred steps and smile at what we’ve only thought, cause
Chorus:
I need understanding
Just a pack or two
Help me with my troubles
And what to deuce
And I don’t feel no aging
There ain’t nothin new
Yeah well drive me in the ocean and paint me blue
Don’t have a worry, I don’t have a care
I don’t have a sound piece of mind, but I managed to dare
I don’t like my neighbors, well there just not my kind
I think it might be home for the wells? and I really don’t mind
These are the golden years
Well I think it’s time we catch them in
We sit in our rocking chairs and
We talk about the good old days, cause
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These are violent times and I only want to do my part
Sing til hatred steps and smile at what we’ve only thought, cause
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Baby won’t you paint me, won’t ya paint me blue (repeat 4 x’s)
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