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Bomb The Music Industry!. Scrambles. $2,400,000. Bomb Hudební průmysl!. Vře. 2.400.000 dolarů.
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I know what it looks like, the ship?s not capsizing. The driver?s just drunk or asleep at the wheel. The map is illegible, we spilled beers all over

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Bomb The Music Industry!. Scrambles. 25!. Bomb Hudební průmysl!. Vře. 25!.
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I walked two miles in the rain in a suit, my feet torn up by my father?s shoes. Receipts and cards tumble out of my pocket to the floor of the station

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Bomb The Music Industry!. Scrambles. (Shut) Up The Punx!!!. Bomb Hudební průmysl!. Vře. (Vypnout) až Punx!.
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rather break three strings a song then stick to a routine like I?m ripe for the picking after growing on a tree and then talk about the industry, cross

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Bomb The Music Industry!. Scrambles. Cold Chillin' Cold Chillin'. Bomb Hudební průmysl!. Vře. Cold Chillin 'Cold Chillin'.
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Cold face, cold legs. Walk three blocks and pay two bucks. One bold sign: Interference on the line, waiting twenty minutes time every time. Transfer

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Bomb The Music Industry!. Scrambles. Can I Pay My Rent In Fun?. Bomb Hudební průmysl!. Vře. Mohu si platím pronájem v zábavné?.
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You took a little every day until I didn?t have shit. Two years off and on and not even the chance to quit, just a letter on a fridge that I got from

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Bomb The Music Industry!. Scrambles. Fresh Attitude, Young Body. Bomb Hudební průmysl!. Vře. Novým postojem, mladé tělo.
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Apartment at dusk: a grey Brooklyn sky, a train that I?m missing. A cheap travel mug that leaks from the side, damp coat and mittens. If you don?t find

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Bomb The Music Industry!. Scrambles. Gang Of Four Meets The Stooges (But Boring). Bomb Hudební průmysl!. Vře. Gang Of Four se setká The Stooges (ale nudné).
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other out, okay? Even twenty bucks could have fixed this up. A gesture. SOMETHING. We?ll feel super posi when there?s sugar in your gas tank, stink bombs

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Bomb The Music Industry!. Scrambles. It Shits!!!. Bomb Hudební průmysl!. Vře. Je to sere!.
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Tuck the phone in the crack of my sheets, ?cause I?m not getting up today. Television down, turn the clock around ?cause you?re not getting up today.

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Bomb The Music Industry!. Scrambles. Saddr Weirdr. Bomb Hudební průmysl!. Vře. Saddr Weirdr.
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I put all my books in a box to put them in a concrete cube and underneath more boxes and hidden behind boxes I?ll get in one too. I just threw out another

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Bomb The Music Industry!. Scrambles. Sort Of Like Being Pumped. Bomb Hudební průmysl!. Vře. Něco jako čerpané.
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I saw the sunset from the front of the J train tonight. The subway stopped and stammered and I couldn?t get my footing right. I tied my scarf for the

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Bomb The Music Industry!. Scrambles. Stuff That I Like. Bomb Hudební průmysl!. Vře. Věci, které mám rád.
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The city subway stations never glisten. The gates rise up like they belong in prison. And my balance is low. I better pick a good place, I got one

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Bomb The Music Industry!. Scrambles. Wednesday Night Drinkball. Bomb Hudební průmysl!. Vře. Ve středu v noci Drinkball.
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There?s nothing less cool than feeling exhausted from hours of not doing a damn thing at all. Not thrilling to chill, steal bandwidth and cable, give