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The day arrived without warning, 4:20 in the morning, might as well... be night ...and this shit ain�t right the sun ain�t shinin� But all y�all, sooner or later, you know you�re gonna face up to your appetites that shit that keeps you right or you lose your mind... so how you living? how you living babe? She paints her grill every morning, nothing adheres upon her teflon smile... In a little while she'll be giving 'em what they want... you're Mr. Man-of-the-moment, you know you're gonna walk that alley, but say you don't, you say you don't... hypocrite, you know you want it... {chorus} All Fucked Up, everyday gets a little harder, a body needs more than bread and water to be satisfied, all fucked up, everyday gets a little harder, a body needs more than bread and water to be satisfied... Most every night after closing, they try to drag my body to the door, or I'll sleep on the floor, with a concrete pillow, one always leads to another, guess I'll make the gutter my home sweet home, like I've done before, and probably will tomorrow... CHORUS ...Get Satisfied, Yeah! All Fucked Up! (vamp outro) |
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