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I've lived in a van and i've lived in a tree Never did what anyone expected of me I ate at soup kitchens and i slept in squats Abandoned buildings and parking lots I borrowed money and played for free Living in america in poverty Pay! paying to play! Pay! paying! paying to play! Pay! paying to play! Pay! paying! paying to play! But a tour or a show was always in the works With coc, the dks, or the circle jerks We would play for beer, for food, and for gas Eating government cheese and trading blood for cash I was always hungry, tense and weird Trench coat, mange, half a beard I slept on park benches and i'll never forget The cold and rain and all the shit Everyone with money and me with none When you don't have any, it's not much fun Pay! paying to play Pay! paying! paying to play! Pay! paying to play! Pay! paying! paying to play! [lyrics: brecht] From Letras Mania