It¡¯s too much to do on my own.
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My friends, i need you now.
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I¡¯m sorry that i wrecked that tour for us.
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The drugs left me wigging out on the bus.
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I¡¯m snapping into slim jims
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and out to save some souls.
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If i can¡¯t do my job, my god, what am i even here for?
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I want to be back in the van,
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where evil never would,
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nor could,
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nor should,
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ever understand.
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Back in the van.
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It¡¯s anything but their outrageous grandstand.
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[Spoken:]
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"Dude, I know you've got your problems, we all do."
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"I'm here with you man we've been in this band forever,
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don't let it go, man."
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"Max, I will sell you this Xanax for 5 dollars, okay,
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and we can go to the Waffle House and talk about aliens it'll be chronic!"
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Cause if you want it
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then come and get it
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we¡¯re all with you now
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we¡¯re all with you now
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Cause if you fake it
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then you can make it
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we're all with you now
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we're all with you
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I want to be back in the van,
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where evil never would,
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nor could,
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nor should,
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ever understand.
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Back in the van.
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It¡¯s anything but their outrageous grandstand.
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Forever yours i am,
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like the ocean to the sand.
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Forever in debt to my band,
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like i¡¯m in the palm of your hand.
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Though i'm forever wondering why
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like a skeptic to the sky
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Forever yours and yours
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and yours and yours i am,
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goodbye.
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I want to be back in the van,
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where evil never would,
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nor could,
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nor should,
|
ever understand.
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Back in the van.
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It¡¯s anything but their outrageous grandstand.
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Sorry, Dudes. My Bad.
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