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walter mitty and his makeshift orchestra - 101 n lyrics

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and i drove all the way home listening to the gaslight anthem. and thinking how i can’t stop letting people down, i’m surely not as cool as i was back in school
i’m on the 101 falling asleep, i got the letters that you wrote for me
now here i am under golden arches, car in park, teary eyed, mcgriddle in hand

my minds a slow device, i like to picture life somewhat like a rockwell painting, but great expectations just blister the paint
and i just wanna drink chocolate milk with my lovely, i just wanna burn this apartment
and i just wanna float through my life merely dreaming at any given mention of the government

so i drive, heavy eyed, repeating “tramps like us were born to run”, but i’ve got no one to run with
and i’m cold, so i’ve been told that i should greet the sun and get sh-t done. i think i’d rather just sleep in

cause we’re all just twenty five words in the obituary section. and everyday is just the p-ssing of time, i think they call this depression
i’m not lonely, just kinda overwhelmed again. cause i’m living proof you can still sing the blues in 2011



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