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^CFive-o-one, ^Dfour fifteen ^CRemnants that you ^Dleft outstream Per^Cfections of your ^Dmemory So ^Clucid you don't ^Dhave to dream Of ^Cwho you are and ^Dwho you've been ^CStellar that you ^Dleft behind You ^Cwanna live, it ^Dis a sis ^CSmoke another ^Dcigarette ^CGoing in time ^Dto forget You're ^Cgetting through the ^Drosy tent ^CYou can't lose, and ^Dyou can't win So ^Cgive it all ^Ayour best bet

^CFive-o-one, ^Dfour fifteen ^CPages turn ^Dfrom the scene You ^Conce were big, ^Dnow you're lean You ^Conce had glam, but ^Dnow you're clean And ^Cno one's grass is ^Dturning greener ^CDreaming of what I ^Dcould have been ^CNewer chart full ^Dof ... ^CNow you're graying, ^Dfeel dispensed ^CSick and sick of ^Dall the facts ^CThinking god is ^Dheavensick And ^Cyou could never ^Dpay your rents So ^Cgive it all ^Ayour best bet