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Severe Tire Damage Who Cares What I Do By: Steve Rubin The heat was on the pavement He peaked out through the blinds His friends forgot his number He'd left them all behind If he had another chance Could think the whole thing through He'd do the same dumb thing again And crow "that's what I do" "Free will," it's some kind of joke You know your choices well It always ends up just the same The path that leads to Hell The petty politician He smiles and kisses kids No one thought he'd go this far He wins each race he bids So now they're yelling at him The country's in a stew But he just keeps on smiling, 'cause He says "that's what I do" "Free will," it's some kind of joke You know your choices well It always ends up just the same The path that leads to Hell {Bridge:} I've tried, I've tried, old dog I've tried, I've tried, old dog {Guitar} That pile of rags is living Some flesh, a sign, a bowl He's skinny and unshaven The years have took a toll But I won't stop to help him He'll spend it all on brew And I don't want to talk to him 'Cause that's not what I do "Free will," it's some kind of joke You know your choices well It always ends up just the same The path that leads to Hell You know I love you, baby I really do try hard But sometimes, jeez, I'm such a jerk You make me walk the yard Now everybody knows this It really must be true Please try to love me as I am 'Cause this is what I do "Free will," it's some kind of joke You know your choices well It always ends up just the same The path that leads to Hell |
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