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Last Of The Mullets

Gamits (The)
(album: Endorsed By You)

Bring me your tired and your downtrodden.
Show me what you´ve got left.
All those referred to as a dying breed.
The last of selflessness.

Remember yesteryear when we ruled the scene without a care in the world and nothing to pretend?
I swear this town must be the capital.
You can´t leave home without observing many fine examples of uninhibited rock.
These kids don´t have a clue when it comes to being cool.
We´ll have the last word at the maiden show.

Whoa! Send me back to my time so I can be with my kind,
forever outside the stadium.
And we´ll fight! Fight for what we believe!
What was it we believe? Living this lie is dangerous.

We´re not going anywhere, oh no.
We´re ready to rock out with reckless abandon no foolin´.
We´ll throw caution out the window and show all how it´s done.