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The Replacements( The Replacements (band) )
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Bastards Of Young (Remastered Album Version)
God, what a mess, on the ladder of success Where you take one step and miss the whole first rung Dreams unfulfilled, graduate unskilled It beats pickin' cotton and waitin' to be forgotten
We are the sons of no one, bastards of young We are the sons of no one, bastards of young The daughters and the sons
Clean your baby womb, trash that baby boom Elvis in the ground, no waitin' on beer tonight Income tax deduction, what a hell of a function It beats pickin' cotton and waitin' to be forgotten
We are the sons of no one, bastards of young We are the sons of no one, bastards of young Not the daughters and the sons
Unwillingness to claim us, ya got no war to name us
The ones who love us best are the ones we'll lay to rest And visit their graves on holidays at best The ones who love us least are the ones we'll die to please Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com If it's any consolation, I don't begin to understand them
We are the sons of no one, bastards of young We are the sons of no one, bastards of young Daughters and the sons
Young Young Young Young Young
Take it, it's yours Take it, it's yours Take it, it's yours Take it, it's yours Take it, it's yours Take it, it's yours Take it, it's yours Take it, it's yours Take it, it's yours
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