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Ookla The Mok Less Than Art Aged Same four chords and same old theme I can't seem to get away from the TV screen And though I've failed it can't be said I haven't tried Still I can't help feeling that I'm trapped inside There's no easy way out, is there? I'm gonna have to get a job Not gonna rob a bank Not gonna win the lottery Oh, but I won't cry I'm gonna be all right Cause there's a time for singing in the rain And there's a time for playing in the snow There's a time for laughing and for crying There's a time to stay and a time not to stay I don't know Same four chords and the same old song I cna't even believe I've been sitting here this long Though I've tried it can't be said I haven't failed Still I can't help hoping I'll hear from the resume I just mailed When I was younger I thought I'd be fine I was gonna be a millionaire Everyone would stop and stare When they saw my name was up in lights Oh, but I'm a big boy now I don't mind, I won't cry I'm gonna be all right Cause there's a time for pleasure and for pain And there's time for yes and time for no There's a time for living and for dying There's a time to stay and a time to say I'm coming home You swore that I would be the king And now nothing's enough cause I want everything Kill the fatted calf cause I'm coming home |
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