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The last night
on the last night of everything some got fat and some got thin and we were crazy on the last night of being born i smoked a cigarette on my front lawn ‘cause i was lazy on the last night of writing songs i knew i wouldn’t stick around for long and i was crazy on the last night of all mankind i struggled to find something i could leave behind and i was crazy on the last night of crossing swords i grassed up my neighbor for a big reward that they paid me on the last night of feeling dread i thought of all the people i had left for dead and how they blamed me on the last night of having sex i had the sudden urge to tell my ex how she betrayed me just because you wear a safety pin doesn’t make you rock ‘n roll just because you like marvin gaye doesn’t mean that you’ve got soul just because you’re always dressed in black doesn’t make you the devil’s son you wanna die of a heart attack ‘cause jim morrison had one oh yeah