Behind The Eight-Ball

Thunderhead

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    Been pacin' down these halls
    'Bout half the night
    Thinkin' how I'm gonna keep this high
    With no lines in sight

    Called up everyone
    They said I'm out of luck
    Already spent my pay
    And I don't give a fuck
    Ya know I really don't

    I'm just another one
    Behind the eight ball
    I'm just another one
    Behind the eight ball

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    Went down to the local bar
    To see what I could find
    Oh my god, it's Johnny Wadd
    He'll take care of me tonight

    I said I'll be your friend
    Your friend 'til the end
    But when that last line's gone
    This friendship's dead

    Ya know what I'm sayin'?

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    Composition: T. Pulit and R. Cerrito

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