I'm twenty-four, I don't own a tie
I don't have a
I walk around
With my hair all spiked
And I don't
I'm in a punk band
I can't really play
But that doesn't
This is the story of a girl named Ann
She's half-Japanese,
First time I saw you
I was driving in my car
You
Eat a bag of shit you suck
I can't believe the
This guitar I'm holding is my only friend / So
Oh how I wish that you were here with me
across a bridge up on the second floor me on
Born in the Hills Beverly in ‘63 / Only son
Got a friend who's small in size / A fucked
All I need / Is 43 seconds / Just a
A soldier boy and his violin / Uneasy wartime ballet
From the Bowery to Brighton you've all heard my call
Here she comes in her purple Doc Martens / Got
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