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My apologies if what i am saying's litigious My apologies if what i am say offends But i feel we've become a generation of whingers And i'm sure it'll only bring us down in the end When things don't go your way I see you lookin round trying to find somebody to blame But your fingerpointing ain't taking you places And that smoking is bad for your health So who's to blame when you trip your own laces? Maybe you should blame yourself Should we all just march it back to the schoolyard? Try finding the child who threw the first stone? Ring-ring the money train is at the station Ka-ching-ching the sweet smell of compensation I pity men who try to make it alone When things don't go your way I see you lookin round trying to find somebody to blame But your fingerpointing ain't taking you places And that smoking is bad for your health So who's to blame when you trip your own laces? Maybe you should blame yourself Letras de canciones I take the system for a ride It's easy if you swallow your pride If you can see a lie through to the end I've got a bone here in my leg That's what my doctor said It'll never be the same again No, no, no From Letras Mania