Album Cover Career Crackin'

Career Crackin'

The Brandals

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Oh mama i'm gona be on the money track

Where every smiling faces are there trying to stab my back

Oh papa I'm gona be with the cursed and damned

Cause I hang my life on the road with a rock n roll band

Get everything that I wanted and needed

Never mind other people's in line

Lose my friends, my time are wasted

But I'll have a drinks cigarettes then i'll be fine

Yes, so much for the futures

I Got dope friend hangers wanna powder my nose

A little bit of yellow pill goin' sraight for overdose

Dandy little boys and girls on drugs

buying dreams and sold their soul to another TV show

I gotta get my ticket for the glamorous train

Nevermind how to use my brain

Drop my dress and be a show stealer

Im gona kill your moral slow

How come nobody's told me about these cash-in greedy worlds before?

How come everyone wanna get higher and taller and get more?

Everybody's sucking up, fucking up, bitchin on little whore!

15 minutes of fame, got yourself to blame, covered all in shame

Set your higher goal in line

Get your fix and decline

Paid the price for your lies, for the future demise

Disillusioned and cried

Sinking and blind till you die!