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Throw your scripts out thrash your cue cards this ain't Broadway it's a dive bar Your routines remind me of work and work reminds me that someday I'll get sick or get hurt I'll be broke and can't afford treatment doctor bills piled up to the ceiling get whipped up in a whirlwind of debt before I know it I'll be slammed back down to earth into a grave dug by a guy just like me Your routines remind me of work and work reminds me that someday I'll get sick or get hurt get whipped up in a whirlwind of debt before I know it I'll be slammed back down to earth into a grave dug by a guy just like me I'm not asking for pity just a little honesty From Letras Mania