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Aint got a job but the futures bright
Flip off the world you know they say its all right
You never get what you want to
And modern love you just cant stand
That candy coating is just a scam
You never get what you want to
Oh ya, all right
North American for life
Ya mother fker were number one
All out of beer so go get your gun
And well take what we want to
The price of freedom is getting steep
For everyone one we spend three
Just to take what we want to
George is teaching the kids to fight
Look at the world and you tell me its all right
My babys New Amsterdam
If she cant do it no one can
And now I get what I want to
Oh ya, all right
North American for life