Aw, Get up! They say that money ain't everything But you ain't got enough.
Aw, now you're hooked on the junk Its a smokin gun And you don't want to carry it
Its a smoking gun What a kick in the face You're long lost You haven't slept in days You hate this place Its so far away from home
Aw, give it up! Forget about everything And get in the truck (fuck!) Oh, my Fiona, you fucked up With a smokin gun Now you don't want to bury him
With a smokin gun and a kick in the teeth And on and on and on to me You hate this place Its so far away from home
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