Superdrag - Bastards Of Young lyrics

[Superdrag - Bastards Of Young lyrics]

God, what a mess on the ladder of success
Take one step and miss the whole first rung
Dreams unfulfilled graduate unskilled
It beats pickin' cotton and
Waiting 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 room trash that baby boom
Elvis in the ground no way no beer tonight
Income tax deduction
What a hell of a function
It beats pickin' cotton and
Waiting 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

Willingness to claim us


Got no wars to name us

The ones that love us best
Are the ones we lay to rest
Visit their graves on holidays at best
The ones that love us least
Are the ones we'll die to please
If that's any consolation I
Don't begin to understand

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

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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