Checkin’ Out GBH
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I'm in the wrong place, my face doesn't fit
And I said "Motherfucker" when the bullet hit
I bit on deep, I bit on hard
All we got left now are memories and scars
Think you're hard done by ?
At least you're alive
See the guy checkin' out of Room 705
Checkin' out now, checkin out the (Rat Race baby)
The squeakers are coming, contagious appeal
I've had enough now, how do you feel ?
The shotguns are scary, the fireworks are fun
Every day we take a call
Then another curtain call
And I said "Motherfucker" when the bullet hit
I bit on deep, I bit on hard
All we got left now are memories and scars
Think you're hard done by ?
At least you're alive
See the guy checkin' out of Room 705
Checkin' out now, checkin out the (Rat Race baby)
The squeakers are coming, contagious appeal
I've had enough now, how do you feel ?
The shotguns are scary, the fireworks are fun
Every day we take a call
Then another curtain call
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