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Bastards of Young
The Replacements
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God, what a mess
On the ladder of success
You miss one step
You take the whole first rung
Dreams unfulfilled
Graduating skilled
It beats pickin' cotton
Waitin' to be forgotten
We are the sons of no one
Blessed to be young
We are the sons of no one
Blessed to be young
Daughter's son
Clean your baby room
Trash your baby room
Whatever's in the ground
Don't take beer to a knife
Income tax deduction
Is but the head of the function
And it beats pickin' cotton
Waitin' to be forgotten
We are the sons of no one
Blessed to be young
We are the sons of no one
Blessed to be young
Daughter's son
We are the sons of no one
Blessed to be young
We are the sons of no one
Blessed to be young
Daughter's son
Daughter's son
Daughter's son
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The ones who love us best
Are the ones we lay to rest
And visit their graves on holidays at best
The ones who love us least
Are the ones we'll die to please
But it's any consolation
I don't begin to understand
We are the sons of no one
Blessed to be young
We are the sons of no one
Blessed to be young
Daughter's son
Daughter's son
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