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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