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Bastards of Young
The Replacements
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God, what a mess, on the ladder of success
Where you take one step and miss the whole first rung
Dreams unfulfilled, graduate unskilled
It beats pickin' cotton and waitin' to be forgotten
We are the sons of no one
Bastards of young
We are the sons of no one
Bastards of young
The daughters and the sons
Clean your baby womb, trash that baby boom
Elvis in the ground, no waitin' on beer tonight
Income tax deduction, what a hell of a function
It beats pickin' cotton and waitin' to be forgotten
We are the sons of no one
Bastards of young
We are the sons of no one
Bastards of young
Not daughters and the sons
Unwillingness to claim us
You got no war to name us (alright)
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The ones who love us best are the ones we'll 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
If it's any consolation, I don't begin to understand them
We are the sons of no one
Bastards of young
We are the sons of no one
Bastards of young
Daughters and the sons
Young, young
Young, young
Young
Take it, it's yours
Take it, it's yours
Take it, it's yours
Take it, it's yours
Take it, it's yours
Take it, it's yours
Take it, it's yours
Take it, it's yours
Take it, it's yours
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