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Oh good god I hate this town I can already feel it draggin’ me down In that old familiar way Where somebody’s dreams are getting punctured every day It’s the price you pay Carryin’ on like it ain’t Some crooked game you’re supposed to play What’d you want Oh good god I hate this town But if I’m in for a penny I guess I’m in for a pound But you know I can’t complain ‘Cause the weather is perfect here for circlin’ the drain Oh thanks again Puttin’ it on that smile that will never fade or wash away Is that what you want Oh but hey maybe I’m wrong And maybe nobody else feels this way Or maybe they just ain’t being honest But I can honestly say I fuckin’ hate this town Did I say that already Well I’m saying it now It’s a thinly veiled disdain I mean what kind of people are afraid of the rain From Letras Mania