one day you are the drummer for trooper
on top of the world
bitching at your manager
about a fucked up contract
and how your drum sticks
tasted like shit
after you shoved them up your ass
next day
it's all over
you are dead
eleven people are singing
"boys in the bright white sports car"
at your funeral
as they piss on the clergyman's sneakers
and screw their faded wives
behind the grave stone
of mat mingelwood's cat
fucking cat
got all the breaks !!!
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