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All I needed was fifty dollars a week And a gas tank that leaked And a place to call home Didn't care if my hands got dirty Or if I made it to thirty At least we weren't alone Maybe I should be more like I used to be I should be more like I used to be And yeah, the sails have set But I'm not dead yet What we had, we made it work With a shrug and a smirk Like when Fletcher got robbed We could kill a day from noon to nine On the stoop, just fine Now we all got jobs Maybe I should be more like I used to be I should be more like I used to be And yeah, the sails have set But I'm not dead yet I could count on one hand right All the hours I slept each night SongtexteOh yeah, the sails have set But I'm not, not dead yet I could count on one hand right All the hours I slept each night Oh yeah, the sails have set But I'm not, not dead yet Aus Songtexte Mania