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I got loans, credit cards for days Two thousand overdrawn 'cause the work don't pay Could you text me out of something that I might regret? I'm selling all my soul to pay half the rent Graduate twenty-oh-eight Part of the recession, making minimum wage Bank's foreclosed, take away our homes But our brains just melt staring at our phones God bless America Land of the free, et cetera I don't wanna, I don't wanna die like this Working nine to five and a ten to six Whoa, what a way to go What a way to go My friend's got a friend who knows a guy Ten or a twenty, I can sleep tonight Whoa, what a way to go What a way to go Don't get sick, can't afford the pills One damn prescription, plus a thousand bills Lost my insurance when I lost my wife Now I can't kill the crazy that's behind my eyes Everyday is getting darker Somehow the Sun seems further away Staring down the barrel of a gun It's a deep dive if we take the plunge I don't wanna, I don't wanna die like this Working nine to five and a ten to six Whoa, what a way to go What a way to go My friend's got a friend who knows a guy Ten or a twenty, I can sleep tonight Whoa, what a way to go What a way to go Go get your guns 'Cause you know you won't be judged While California burns And nobody ever learns I don't wanna, I don't wanna die like this Working nine to five and a ten to six Whoa, what a way to go What a way to go My friend's got a friend who knows a guy Ten or a twenty, I can sleep tonight (What a way to go) Whoa, what a way to go What a way to go I don't wanna, I don't wanna die like this Working nine to five and a ten to six Whoa, what a way to go What a way to go My friend's got a friend who knows a guy Ten or a twenty, I can sleep tonight Whoa, what a way to go What a way to God bless America Land of the free, et cetera
Writer(s): Blake Sennett, James Newman, Maegan Cottone, Chris Chu, Jarrod Gorbel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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