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There are too many sad songs in the world
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So fuck you I ain't writing another one
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Though there's plenty to talk about this time of year
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Well if we all just believe in something they say we'll never have to fear
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When the morning comes and she's no longer here.

There are so many pretty girls in the world,
but fuck you I won't marry another one
Though there's plenty who will break you just the same


If i could only marry mother and have sex with a lot of strangers
It'd be chicken soup and mornings without shame.


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O lord you can strike me down
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I'm just trying to sing the truth
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O you may not like the sound
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Thank you for Death metal and Disco
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But I'd trade 'em for the things I don't wanna know

There are too many bloody wars in the world
So fuck you I ain't starting another one
Though there's plenty of reasons for a first strike
You know I'm not a real spiteful guy
But only fools say they don't mind
When another man's holding hands with his wife


O lord you can strike me down
I'm just trying to sing the truth
O you may not like the sound
Thank you for Henry Miller and ThorouX
But I'd trade 'em for the things I don't wanna know


There are too many hungry kids in the world 
So fuck you I ain't making another one
Though I'd like to see your face inside a child
They say you don't know what you've got 
Until what you've got is gone
So I'll hold onto your picture for awhile


O lord you can strike me down
I'm just trying to sing the truth
O you may not like the sound
Thank you for Len Dykstra and Shoeless Joe
But I'd trade 'em for the things I don't wanna know