intro:
verse:
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chorus:
Verse 1:
x4 "...these will make you feel like it"
x2 "...the trip to hartford"
x4 "...swearing we won't be late"
x2 "...they all left a couple of months ago"
x2 "...when I sleep on the floor of your van again"
x1 "...I'll be waiting in this parking lot"
Chorus
Verse 2:
x4 "...we'd all be better off it that were true"
x2 "...tell our comrades apart from The Man"
x6 "...I'll class-hate myself with you"
x2 "...the only cocktails that we make be molotov"
x2 "...as many days after that as we know how"
x1 "...it starts in this parking lot"
Chorus