Woke up to people so tall to you
I can't so I won't stand up
Chuck break luck
Look for the splinters
You might see where they come in
Go down, sweet Yardley
I won't let you fall down, sweet Yardley
I won't let you fall down, here, now
Ah- God damn the guts and the gore
Nobody's crying 'cause
There's no one to score for
Come up sweet Randy
I won't let you fall
What you got to lose?
What you got to prove?
Who you gonna screw down here?
Now, here now, I am, here now, I am, here, now
Your life is about to, to come
Away from the mirror
In a rain-shed generation

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Stop right

Copyright: WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Writer(s): Stephen Malkmus