Going, Going, Gone

When did your politics become lyrics to your favorite fucking song?
I must've heard you wrong cause I thought you said you don't do this for fun
I don't belong here, I guess I'm in the wrong here
Just trying to do what I know, playing shows
So who's with me?

Call my lawyer and tell him I'm sorry
Cause we're the kids who came here to party
Yeah we're going, going, gone
Passed out on the lawn after this song
I'll see you in the morning

We're going out, don't care where 'til we get there
And that's just fine by me
Don't give a fuck about the trends or fairweather friends
This isn't a fashion, its passion, its opportunity

Raise your glass to mistakes that we've made,
Let us never repeat them
Tip your hat to the liars and fakes,
Hope we never will meet them

Call my lawyer and tell him I'm sorry
Cause we're the kids who came here to party
Yeah we're going, going, gone
Passed out on the lawn after this song
I'll see you in the morning

I'll see you in the morning
BLEGH

Raise your glass to mistakes that we've made,
Let us never repeat them
Tip your hat to the liars and fakes,
Hope we never will meet them

Call my lawyer and tell him I'm sorry
Cause we're the kids who came here to party
Yeah we're going, going, gone
Passed out on the lawn after this song
I'll see you in the morning



Credits
Writer(s): Knockout Kid
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