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SINGER: Mundy
SONG:Carpound
It's three o'clock on monday. there's one more hour of school. there's nothin' in my lunchbox. the teacher's lost his cool. i'm staring out the window. i can't wait to be free. free of all this bullshit. to act out all my dreams. Well meet me at the car pound with some cans of spray paint. i can bring some cigarettes 'cause momma's gone away and daddy's playing poker. he don't care anyways he's been out since friday. squanderin' all his pay. Tonight i plan to make it. to be free at last. free of all this bullshit. to hike up my mast. i'll write you when i get there. i'll send you my address. 'cause i have got to get this lorry off my chest. Meet me... and you can bring your girl along. well if she's got a lovely friend and we'll show them what us town boys do with some time to spend and bring some coca cola i found a bit of whiskey 'cause it could be a long time 'till i'm back here with yee Meet me... and daddy's just a joker. he don't care anyway he's been out all weekend squanderin' all his pay.
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