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Tired Radio - Bastards of Young Acoustic (Replacements Cover)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tired Radio
Tired Radio
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
The Replacements
The Replacements
Songwriter

Lyrics

Ohhh!
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"
Wait on the sons of no one, bastards of young
Wait on 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 way he'll be here tonight
Income tax deduction, one hell of a function
"It beats pickin' cotton and waitin' to be forgotten"
Wait on the sons of no one, bastards of young
Wait on the sons of no one, bastards of young
Now the daughters and the sons
Unwillingness to claim us
Ya got no warrant to name us
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"
Wait on the sons of no one, bastards of young
Wait on the sons of no one, bastards of young
Daughters and the sons
Young
Of 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
Written by: The Replacements
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