Down For The Count - Lucky Seven Lyrics

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He's got the tight pants, his ego's even tighter

Don't even think about the things he does when he's alone

He's got the guitar, the faded notebook

Gotta write it down so it sounds right

I'll tell you one thing, he doesn't give a thought

About the way he looks beside them at a rock show

He's got the new trend, only it's not a trend

It's just another sad excuse to be a part of what he doesn't understand

So shine your leather and gel your hair

Because the scene kids are coming to town

And it's off to the races only to realize that we're all the same

I think I'll try to be as clever as I can

In trying to convey a message that you'll never get

I'm going to give you until the count of three

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You might as well give up, you're gonna get tired

I think I'll sit here until I think of every single word

And every phrase that rhymes with "broken hearts"

Hey junior-Lacey, hey pre-Lazarra - get yourself some words

And I have what you want in my hands

I can see the dollar sign reflect in your eyes

Now it's only a question of how you'll get it

All I know is that you are the devil's advocate

You may have won the battle but the war has just begun

Because you sold your soul to the scene

And you'll be coming around to the ones Who don't expect it

You had it coming, a truth becomes a lie

You had it coming, a truth becomes a lie

A truth becomes a lie

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