I gave love a chance and it shit back in my face.
And I just quit my job makin' toothpicks out of logs.
You know it's gettin' thin when your friends turn you in.
Better sock away your bread, there's worse times ahead.
I don't want it, not today, no no.
I don't need it, so take it away, yeah!
Flower make me sneeze and prayin' hurts my knees.
Funerals make me cry and I don't want to die.
Gettin' high's a gas, but stayin' high, I'll pass.
Goin' to school's alright but teachers are uptight.
Written by HAGAR, SAMMY / MONTROSE, RONNIE
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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