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Na Na Na Na nanana nananana Na Na Na Na nanana nananana
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Termites are eating my home, and squirrels laugh at me through the walls. 
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I hate to admit it, but most days I wake up and follow the laws. 
    G                    Em                       D
And I used to dream my beliefs would lead me onto barricades with Molotovs,
    G                   Em                        D
but mostly they lead me straight to a line at the post office to send zines to someone behind bars. 
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Na Na Na Na nanana nananana Na Na Na Na nanana nananana
G            Em                      D                                          G
This city is killing me. Pretty sure New Haven PD wants all of my friends to go down. 
               Em                     D                                          G
I walk down to Whaley and think of my fellow felons sleeping on overcrowded room grounds. 
                    Em                     D                                      G
My girlfriend can’t handle the life that I lead. So I wander around this country, 
                  Em                          D
sleep on couches, play shows for twenty kids, hoping they’ll house me. (Sorry I'm allergic to cats)
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Na Na Na Na nanana nananana Na Na Na Na nanana nananana
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Some just talk a good game - I can’t even do that. 
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Some just want to look cool - I don’t even wear black. 
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Some just want an excuse for crime and destruction. 
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I’m too afraid to shoplift, because last time I got busted. 
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I can promise you this, Officer Smith: you don’t need to piss-test me or re-arrest me. 
         D                                          Em
I’m just playing these shows, I’m a law-abiding citizen. 
                          C                 
Please give me my license back. I no longer sell crack. 
         G                                        D  
I’m just 33, rapping, broke, trying my hardest to cope on the road. Almost all of my homies know that.
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Na Na Na Na nanana nananana Na Na Na Na nanana nananana
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