WASTEDWasted, its time to get (anew ?)I need to sober up before the showAnd I've seen 18 yrs gone by We haven't made yet, at least we triedAnd do you remember, no matter where you goYou gotta let the good times rollCos I belong, yeahCos I might not know what's going on And I couldn't care less my right from wrong ?Before I go theres one think I must doPut me out, get the backstage upTurn the houselights down and fill me upBefore I die, I wanna rock with uouMama, you must have been so proudYou raised another face that sits in the crowdAnd I've been walking the same old streetsMoving back and forth, moving round to same old beatAnd now remember, no matter what they sayI 'm like a walking old clicheAnd I will pay, yeahCos I might not know what's going onAnd I couldnt care less bout right from wrongBefore I go, there is one thing I must doPut me out, get the backstage upTurn the houselights down and fill me upBefore I die, I wanna rock with youSo remember, no matter what they sayI'm like a walking old clicheAnd I will pay, yeah Put me out, get the backstage upTurn the houselights down, and fill me upBefore I die, I wanna rock with youRemember, no matter where you goJust try to let them good times surely roll

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