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Itchy poopzkid - One day
GI waste my time on a Dlazy day
Edon’t know what to do oBmr what to say
CI’m just hanging ‘round wGith my best friends
Cwe’ve got a band but wDe ain’t got fans
Gdreaming of playing in thDe big halls
Ewhile we rehearse betweenBm grafitti filled walls
Cit’s only punk-rock andG it’s quite fucked up
Cstill we play in this old Dyouth-club
Gbut I know
Done day
Ewe will be rich Bmpunkrock-stars
Cwith bodyguards Gexpensive cars
Cand groupies aDll night long
we’ve got no money, yeah, we’re almost broke
we’ve got no label we ain’t losing hope
to live on it is so far away
but we still hope it’s gonna be this way
every day you’re telling us to quit
but we are sure there’s gonna be a hit
born to lose – but we don’t give a fuck
you can be sure, we’re never giving up
but I know
one day
we will be rich punkrock-stars
with bodyguards expensive cars
and groupies all night long