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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeRusty James
This whiskey sour, amateur hourRaise your glass and toast your friendsSomeday we will fight againWell, your enemies, your tragediesPocket knives and rusty chainsWhere the hell is the old gang at?And all the losers,Can't even win for losingAnd the beginnersDon't even know what song they're singingWhen there's no one left aroundAnd you're the last gang in townAnd your heart can't even breakWhen it doesn't even poundThis broken scene is turning greenA brass knuckles left in the rainDeath wish kids among the livingI wanna ride on the dividedAnything but the mainstreamWhere the fuck is your old gang man?And all the losers,Can't even win for losingAnd the beginnersDon't even know what song they're singingWhen there's no one left aroundAnd you're the last gang in townAnd your heart can't even breakWhen it doesn't even poundSo longDidn't even say goodnightSo longThere's no where to goWhen you're hiding in plain sightWhen there's no one left aroundAnd you're the last gang in townAnd your heart can't even breakWhen it doesn't even pound
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