All the Young Punks Teclado

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            Do 
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Wah 
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Oh  
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Hanging about down the market street   
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I spent a lot of time on my feet   
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When I saw some passing yabbos   
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We did chance to speak   
I knew how to sing   
y' know an   
They knew how to pose   
An' one of them had a Les Paul   
Heart attack machine   
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All the young punks 
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Laugh your life 
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Cos there ain't much to cry for 
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All the young cunts 
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Live it now 
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Cos there ain't much to die for   
Everybody wants to bum   
A ride on the rock 'n' roller coaster   
And we went out   
Got our name in small print on the poster   
Of course we got a manger   
Though he ain't the mafia   
A contract is a contract   
When they get 'em out on yer   
          A 
You gotta drag yourself to work   
Drag yourself to sleep 
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You're dead from the neck up   
By the middle of the week   
   

Face front you got the future shining   
Like a piece of gold   
But I swear as we get closer   
It look more like a lump of coal   
But it's better than some factory   
Now that's no place to waste your youth   
I worked there for a week once   
I luckily got the boot 
 
 
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Contribuição: Felipe S. A. de Mello([email protected])