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| Rancid Indestructable Travis Bickle Well all the junkies they know my name And every city looks the fucking same And the derelicts the street are all insane And the scum surges up and theres no one to fucking blame Game over its no fun Got me on the run Im gonna go get my gun Blam, blam, blam youre done Game over its no fun Got me on the run Im gonna go get my gun Blam, blam, blam, youre done All the prostitutes who run around midnight And the junkies and hypes are all trying to get tight Theyre all trying to find some hope for sale But theres no fucking way outta this hell Game over its no fun Got me on the run Im gonna go get my gun Blam, blam, blam, youre done Game over its no fun Got me on the run Im gonna go get my gun Blam, blam, blam, youre done Allegiance to scum promising nothing to a world that's lost strife and conflict, encounters with the devil, Incarnate destruction and annihilation in the city, Acquaducts of blood, Alleyways extort and uproot the forgotten dead, Polluted and incapacitated crippled masses, Polluted and incapacitated crippled masses Game over it's no fun Got me on the run I'm gonna go get my gun Blam, blam, blam, you're done Game over its no fun Got me on the run Im gonna go get my gun Blam, blam, blam, youre done Yeah! You're fucking done! |
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