Going Nowhere

You know I live in a dead end town
Glad I got my friends around
I got a real small job
I get a real small pay
So come on let me hear all of you say

Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na

My momma said boy you're really going nowhere
And he just looked at her and said I'm already there
Been getting up late and getting real messed up
Running from the police and my friends throwing up

Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na

Driving around in John Smith's car
You know we never really seemed to get that far
Get a little stupider each and every day
So come on let me hear all of you say

Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na



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Writer(s): Kurt Hagardorn
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