Pequena (part. Big Up)

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Well, I'm a Wasted Rock Ranger, I 
live a life of danger
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On the road to find a higher high

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I don't need no one's affection, All
 I need is my injection,
My out of tune Les Paul will get me 
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by

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I've been doin' gigs since I was ten
 and really can't remember when
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I ever had a dollar to my name

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My ears are blown, my eyes are red, 
I've got big holes inside my head
From snorting too much crystal and 
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cocaine

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I have bennies with the mornin' 
toast, Qualudes with the evenin' 
roast
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Assorted snorts of powder in between

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I don't think a days gone by, That I
 wasn't drunk or high
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It's the only way I keep my sanity

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From Keggers Den to Hootersville, My
 flamming dreams have topped the 
bill
A thousand empty bottles earned my 
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name

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Endless dreams of one night stands, 
Sharing gigs with half-ass bands
And all the local groupies lay the 
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same

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Well I coulda' had a payin' job, 
workin' for some fucked up slob
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Wife or family, true security

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But I left that shit behind, With 
all that heavy metal grind
'Cause Rock & Roll is in my blood to
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 stay (among other things...)

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Hey! You're a Wasted Rock Ranger, 
You'll live a life of danger
Sing this song and follow it to the 
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end

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And when you reach number one **You 
can overdose for fun**
And go and visit Jimi and his 
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friends

(whistle)x4
(solo)x8

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Hey! You're a Wasted Rock Ranger, 
You'll live a life of danger
Sing this song and follow it 'till 
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the end

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And when we reach number one  
**We'll all overdose for fun**
And we'll hang out with Jimi and his
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 friends  (Yee-Haa)