One thing that Ive learned From all the years Ive spent on earth Is it aint like they show it on TV Every fight dont end in glory Aint a moral to every story There aint no script to follow for you or me Were all just frogs that crawled out the muck With old brains that tell us to drink and fuck And new books to tell us that that shit aint right So just keep doing what you like best Dont you listen to none of the rest And raise your glass to those who keep up the good fight And well keep up the good times I know they wont mind They cant be saints if the rest of us dont sin They might look down their noses at us now Just have pity on them for they know not what theyre missin They like to spend all their time Keeping track of all the wrong and rights Waiting for that carrot when they die Man theyll sure be pissed About all the fun they missed When they realize there aint no party up in the sky
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