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| Give me something or nothing I don't care what you decide I'm just sick of all this living on the brink If you banish indecision, lake an anchor I will fly Say farewell to this frustrated libertine You where shinning at The Shoebox but the doorman had a gun and I guess that's why this guzzler crossed the road Someone open the floodgates because my thirst is getting loud Give me something or nothing Little Joe Give me something or nothing Little Joe There is no one in this world that need to know Now the Chinaman is homeless but he always pays the rent and that's better than the way it was before I'm so tired of being tired and conducting all the colts You will soon be labeled prematurely born Give me something or nothing, nothing more Oh, to vaporize the prize behind the door Now I'm stuck between the Grit and Guaranteed, that's not to bad Seems I lost one of the wheels from my chair The old river looks like chocolate, but it tastes like Taco Stand so I swam to the bottom and stayed there Give me something or nothing, I don't care I find something or nothing anywhere |
| Scott - acoustic guitar, piano, vocal. Jessy - violins, vocals. |