Future 86 Lyrics
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Future 86 Lyricsby Arrogant Sons Of Bitches Buy album CD: Other Songs I - T Future 86 – The Arrogant Sons of Bitches Can I stop my life? So I could just be with you Let’s hightail to Hawaii on a plane All the asshole what’s left of my band fucked To take necessary action to destroy what I have need You and I will move to New York City I’ll get a temp job, you’ll start your career I’m not being fickle, just realistic The air is moist, but if it ever gets too cold this time of year So tell me was it worth it? Answer before I get in my van To drive into the pacific Where I’ll probably never see your face again Say the word and I’ll put my guitar down I’ll be sad but at least we’ll both get laid Start the fight when I start to resent you And we’ll both agree the thought was nice But I should not have stayed Take the eye whatever to desolation And now fast food's reminding me of you So I’ll write postcards and I’ll forget to send them Thanks a lot I lost my mind, and now I’m losing you So tell me something awesome (awesome!) That can last my whole life sentence in the van ‘Cause I’m on the S.S. Ambition to nowhere And I’ll probably never see your face again Two--, one, two, three, four! So tell me something awesome That can last my whole life sentence in the van ‘Cause I’m on the S.S. Stupid goals to nowhere And I’ll probably never see your face again ‘Cause I’m on the S.S. Bullshit dreams to nowhere And I’ll probably never see your face again
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