[Intro: Clip from “All My Sons” By Arthur Miller]
Keller: {to Jim} Is he talkin' sense?
Jim: He's alright. He's just completely out of his mind, that's all.
Frank: The trouble with you is, you don't believe in anything.
Jim: And your trouble is that you believe in anything.
[Hook: Jesse]
Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh oh oh
Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh oh oh
[Verse 1: Jesse & Whitney]
Whats the next city? Whats the next song?
Whats the next thing that'll go terribly wrong?
Well I don't care, no one ever made it anywhere without some scars
Were making stories, were making friends
Were making good times, we’ll trade in our last chips
‘Cause soon the sun will set… better live it up while we can
[Chorus]
This is a shit-show, it’s a disaster
But its everything I’ve ever wanted
And I wouldn’t trade it for the world
And I wouldn’t trade it for the world
All my friends are dirtbags
My friends are assholes
But I love them just the way they are
You know I wouldn’t change a thing
Keller: {to Jim} Is he talkin' sense?
Jim: He's alright. He's just completely out of his mind, that's all.
Frank: The trouble with you is, you don't believe in anything.
Jim: And your trouble is that you believe in anything.
[Hook: Jesse]
Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh oh oh
Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh oh oh
[Verse 1: Jesse & Whitney]
Whats the next city? Whats the next song?
Whats the next thing that'll go terribly wrong?
Well I don't care, no one ever made it anywhere without some scars
Were making stories, were making friends
Were making good times, we’ll trade in our last chips
‘Cause soon the sun will set… better live it up while we can
[Chorus]
This is a shit-show, it’s a disaster
But its everything I’ve ever wanted
And I wouldn’t trade it for the world
And I wouldn’t trade it for the world
All my friends are dirtbags
My friends are assholes
But I love them just the way they are
You know I wouldn’t change a thing
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