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We grew our hair down to our eyesDancing miles toward the throneBut oh sometimes a grave is marked by a milestoneAnd when the time comes to go and rock'n'roll aloneI'll march around this town drunkWith 'Out Of Step' in my headphonesFaking like I'm throwing rocks at cops'Cause I am too scared to let goJust let go of all I know And there's a day in a month in the year When "Thank you I'm so glad to be hereI like all those pictures on your wall" and all that Is what you're supposed to sayBut hey is it that wrongTo just give thanks for a holiday?There's a hole in my chestWhere the sunshine don't fit But my heart still worksIt beats through my shirt like a whipStriking down the bandits and the benedictsStriking them down into the groundStriking them down watching them bleedCalling them bozos making them leaveYou grew your hair down to your eyes(Why'd you grow your hair down to your eyes?)When you grew your hair down to your eyesWas it for me? From Letras Mania