A beard, a beard, a beard, a beard A beard dont make you a man No it takes something else Something Ill never have And a beer, a beer, a beer, a beer A beer makes you feel good Like if you wanted you could Kick anybodys ass A knife, a knife, a knife, a knife A knife makes you feel strong With a gun youre never wrong Everybody try to stay calm I think the safetys on A car, a car, a car, a car A car means you can go Whenever you want to With an FM radio Guitars, guitars, guitars, guitars Guitars, Thin Lizzy rocks So dust off your old stompbox And well run it through your Vox amplifier Cos youre tired, youre tired, youre tired, youre tired Youre tired of feeling sad Your disappointed, hurt and mad And all the poetry youve written is bad Because a pen, a pen, a pen, a pen A pen dont mean you can write Youre no fucking John Updike Even if you spell it right Just like a hardon, a hardon, a hardon, a hardon, a hardon A hardon dont mean youre in love Cos when the pushing comes to shove Do you really want to be there?
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