Shipping Yard

[Verse 1]

There's a shipping yard
About a hundred yards from here
Where I would keep my wheels
From the elements
'Cause that's what you've gotta do
To make sure she kills
To make sure she kills

[Verse 2]

There's a fighter plane
Flying overhead
Cabin full of dread
Oh, let it rain
Oh there's really sweet nothing we can do
To make 'em change
Oh yeah 'cause that's what you gotta do
You gotta play the game

[Verse 3]

The drunks are smashing glass in the bar room
I never really understood
Why people acted so mean
Gotta find a new scene
Can you show me, baby, where to look?

[Verse 4]

That's why I told you there's a vintage shirt
Hanging on my rack
'Cause I lost my way
Such a long way back, such a long way back, girl

I can't snap outta my youth
But, man, what's the use?
Don't you know that I just can't snap outta my youth
But, man, what's the use?

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