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[Verse]
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Everyone knows me, the local inside joke
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I was once the life of the party, pills, liquor and smoke
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It makes a fella stop and wonder "how much did I lose?"
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In the dying breath of the party, a part of me died too
[Instrumental]
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The demons, the devils, and the ghosts of rock and roll
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The vanguard of the young and reckless left town long ago
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They say I need to sober up and lay low for a while
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They say "the knucklehead is a classic case of hopeless self denial"
[Chorus]
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Tellin' the same old stories, scared of getting old
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Tellin' the same old stories, scared of getting old
[Instrumental]
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Now I'm old and decrepid, and miss the golden days
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A fleeting thing that passed me by somewhere in the haze
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I should try to raise a garden, vote and volunteer
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Or get a motorbike and a line of credit and get the hell out of here
[Chorus]
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But I'm telling the same old stories, scared of getting old
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Livin' the same old stories, scared of getting old
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Stuck in the same old stories, scared of getting old
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