Lyrics Lower Class Brats

Lower Class Brats

The Hand We're Dealt

Now we're growing up, my old friend

Never bothering to right our wrongs

All we've ever known was youth

Getting drunk and singing songs

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But I'm the only one to blame

All my friends changed but I stayed the same

The hand we're dealt is often hard

I got stuck with the joker card

Never trust anyone over 30

Now how can we trust ourselves

Should we trade it all it all for a suit

And put the rest of it on the shelf

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All the doors that were open to you

They all got shut in my face

When I go back and try the knob

They're all locked firmly in place

Now I work a dead end job

Hey little rich boy take a look at me

I know I'm not living in paradise

But there's no place that I'd rather be

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