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frightwig - crawford lyrics

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one, two, three, four

she’s backstage with darby at that great gig in the sky
no one passes out up there and no one ever dies
sid and nancy chat and fight again upon their bed
crawford is with gomez, all the real punks are dead

no one gave a sh+t about her, passed out drunken in your hall
p+ssed because she broke your mirror, spilled your mannitol
you’ll never get your ten bucks now, so really, she’s ahead
if you had her class you’d be with her, real punks arе dead

always moving faster than a human being can
shooting at thе eight ball, rum and coke in your hand
closing all the bars and hanging out with all the bands
sweet, oh how we miss you, baby, you were the man!

- frightwig lyrics

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