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No way i'm workin' your 9 to 5
No way i'm selling your f*ckin' tickets
No way you're gonna get a hardcore fan who can withstand
Your macho bullshit
No way am I going with your influence
No way am I gonna pay the difference
Omnipotence omnipresence is living in the present tense
No way the war is over, it's just not on tv
No way I'm gonna change my mind
1 2 3

Well it's all gone to shit, I'm sorry I didn't come with a manual, with a manual
It was fun for a bit, I'm sorry I didn't come with a manual, with a manual

Fell asleep on the floor after doing scratch tracks
None of us could have predicted that-
The cops would kick us out at 5 in the mornin'
So we slept in our cars and we tried to stay warm
Changed our clothes, hittin gravs in the sun
Fortune five hundred number one
Ate by the lake set fire to the day
But when we went back to record there only to our dismay
The officer asked which of you is twenty one well then you're f*cked! cuz i found the rum
We could ask for forgiveness but it would never come to a group of young punks against the system
We've been thinking real hard, all trying to explain
Why we can't drink if we choose, but we can sign up for the army at age eighteen
He said that I was like you
Like he could understand
Lets get one thing straight
I never wanted to be a f*cking police-man!

Well it's all gone to shit, i'm sorry I didn't come with a manual, with a manual
It was fun for a bit, I'm sorry i didn't come with a manual, with a manual.

Well it's all gone to shit, and i'm sorry I didn't come with a manual, with a manual woah
It was fun for a bit

My friends are all realized cloud niners but I've got nothing to work toward
I'm sick and tired of pulling over brains spewed out on someone's yard
I've got to find some time to make it safe, make time for little things
No ride home so come what may, enjoy your stay, I've got the straightedge blues
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No way i'm workin' your 9 to 5
No way i'm selling your f*ckin' tickets
No way you're gonna get a hardcore fan who can withstand
Your macho bullshit
No way am I going with your influence
No way am I gonna pay the difference
Omnipotence omnipresence is living in the present tense
No way the war is over, it's just not on tv
No way I'm gonna change my mind
1 2 3

Well it's all gone to shit, I'm sorry I didn't come with a manual, with a manual
It was fun for a bit, I'm sorry I didn't come with a manual, with a manual

Fell asleep on the floor after doing scratch tracks
None of us could have predicted that-
The cops would kick us out at 5 in the mornin'
So we slept in our cars and we tried to stay warm
Changed our clothes, hittin gravs in the sun
Fortune five hundred number one
Ate by the lake set fire to the day
But when we went back to record there only to our dismay
The officer asked which of you is twenty one well then you're f*cked! cuz i found the rum
We could ask for forgiveness but it would never come to a group of young punks against the system
We've been thinking real hard, all trying to explain
Why we can't drink if we choose, but we can sign up for the army at age eighteen
He said that I was like you
Like he could understand
Lets get one thing straight
I never wanted to be a f*cking police-man!

Well it's all gone to shit, i'm sorry I didn't come with a manual, with a manual
It was fun for a bit, I'm sorry i didn't come with a manual, with a manual.

Well it's all gone to shit, and i'm sorry I didn't come with a manual, with a manual woah
It was fun for a bit

My friends are all realized cloud niners but I've got nothing to work toward
I'm sick and tired of pulling over brains spewed out on someone's yard
I've got to find some time to make it safe, make time for little things
No ride home so come what may, enjoy your stay, I've got the straightedge blues
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Writer: Dalton Lyons, Jon Delong, Mike Lanni
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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