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No one needs to tell me how to get (get get) downBut won't somebody show me how to get back up? I thought about killing my landlord, but he was pretty niceInstead, I paid my rent on time as often as I couldI've been making strange friends in the desert (yeah)They love Jesus and America tooIt ain't as bad as it sounds; someday I'll explain it to you It's not that I mind sleeping all alone in the grassIt's just that I've been dreaming since... well maybe I ain't woke up yetBut nothing's been quite the same since you shot yourselfI don't know if you believe in ghosts; I hope you'd haunt me if you were oneI've been trying not to steal from everybody I know but so far that's impossibleBut here in the desert, somehow I hope that someday it won't be that way for me No it won't... be that way for me, anymore Aus Songtexte Mania