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Social Distortion Hard Times And Nursery Rhymes

and comb my hair Today is the day I ain't got nothing I ain't got nothing, I ain't got a gal The sun is out, it's shinin' bright The birds are singing and

line Take me down, take me on down the line Living in a Hollywood movie dream And still reaching for the stars Life gets hard and then it gets good,

down Wondering how in the hell I got myself into this mess And more importantly how I was going to get myself out of it So I wrote a song for you, baby girl And

Well, I've been up, yeah, and I've been down Been kicked around, yeah, this God-forsaken town So many faults, so little time, I've got to find my peace

There was a time when you were proud You looked up to me with big eyes And I could do no wrong There's something inside It's clearly tearing both of us

me down Shake me on down the line Living in a Hollywood movie dream And I?m still reaching for the stars Life gets hard and then it gets good Like I

and comb my hair Today?s the day, I ain?t got nothing I ain?t got nothing, I ain?t got a care The sun is out; it?s shining bright The birds are singing and

trunk is wide those pants and whores And all you meet women and kids, let?s get out the way I just loved your town to call you (?) with a pink carnation and

another day And from town to town I roam Take me so very far from home And I woke up one summer day and I fell in love And the times have changed, my