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Aw, Get up!

They say that money ain't everything

But you ain't got enough.

Aw, now you're hooked on the junk

Its a smokin gun

And you don't want to carry it

Its a smoking gun

What a kick in the face

You're long lost

You haven't slept in days

You hate this place

Its so far away from home

Aw, give it up!

Forget about everything

And get in the truck (fuck!)

Oh, my Fiona, you fucked up

With a smokin gun

Now you don't want to bury him

With a smokin gun

and a kick in the teeth

And on and on and on to me

You hate this place

Its so far away from home

And its a smoking gun