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Sorry, Dudes. My Bad. lyrics
It s too much to do on my own.
My friends, i need you now.
I m sorry that i wrecked that tour for us.
The drugs left me wigging out on the bus.
I m snapping into slim jims
and out to save some souls.
If i can t do my job, my god, what am i even here for?
I want to be back in the van,
where evil never would,
nor could,
nor should,
ever understand.
Back in the van.
It s anything but their outrageous grandstand.
[Spoken:]
"Dude, I know you've got your problems, we all do."
"I'm here with you man we've been in this band forever,
don't let it go, man."
"Max, I will sell you this Xanax for 5 dollars, okay,
and we can go to the Waffle House and talk about aliens it'll be chronic!"
Cause if you want it
then come and get it
we re all with you now
we re all with you now
Cause if you fake it
then you can make it
we're all with you now
we're all with you
I want to be back in the van,
where evil never would,
nor could,
nor should,
ever understand.
Back in the van.
It s anything but their outrageous grandstand.
Forever yours i am,
like the ocean to the sand.
Forever in debt to my band,
like i m in the palm of your hand.
Though i'm forever wondering why
like a skeptic to the sky
Forever yours and yours
and yours and yours i am,
goodbye.
I want to be back in the van,
where evil never would,
nor could,
nor should,
ever understand.
Back in the van.
It s anything but their outrageous grandstand.
Part of these releases
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- Track 13 on In Defense of the Genre
- 12 An Insult To The Dead
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