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Cynical Bastards

アーティスト:Arkells  アルバム:High Noon 

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Now, I don't disagree - It's a hell of a scene. Jackson Square dropouts: Avoid the police. If the '80s were tough, The '90s were mean. I was left for the desperate With all these fast cash machines. And that easy money Never helped anything. With that kind of juice, man, It ain't worth the squeeze. But month by month, I feel a change in the breeze, So stop moving on; Make your own history. (What!?) Now, if you want me to boil it down, All you cynical bastards, Get out of town, now If you want me to boil it down, All you cynical bastards, Move a little faster. But some people can't shake The weight of the past. Some people's hearts Remain at half-mast. It's downtown Where it all intersects. Some came from the mountain; College kids from the west. Not every suit lies Right through the teeth, There's good and there's bad And there's some between. As I wait for the bus Coming from the east, There's generations of pride And, yeah, elbow grease. Now, if you want me to boil it down, All you cynical bastards,


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