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FALL OUT BOY lyrics : "20 Dollar Nose Bleed"

Have you ever wanted to disappear?
And join a monestary? Go out and preach on Manic Street?
Where will I be when I wake up next to a stranger?

On a passenger plane (passenger plane).

Oh permanent jet lag,

Please take me back, (please take me back) please take me back, oh,
Im a stray dog sick, please let me in (please let me in),
the mat keeps tripping, singing vows before we exchange smoke rings.


Give me a pen,
Call me Mr. Banzedrine,

But don't let the doctor in,
I wanna blow off steam and,
Call me Mr. Banzedrine (Mr. Banzedrine),

but don't let the doctor, don't let the doctor in.

It feels like 14 carats but no clarity,

When I look at the man who would be king,
The man who would be king,
Goes to the desert to the same war his dad rehearsed,

Came back with flags on coffins and said;
"We won, oh, we won".


Oh permanent jet lag,
Please take me back, (please take me back) please take me back, ooh,
I'm a stray dog sick, please let me in (please let me in).

the mat keeps tripping, singing vows before we exchange smoke rings.

Give me a pen,

Call me Mr. Banzedrine,
But don't let the doctor in,
I wanna blow off steam and,

Call me Mr. Banzedrine (Mr. Banzedrine),
but don't let the doctor, don't let the doctor in.


B-B-B-B-Banzedrine,
My, My, My Banzedrine,
My B-B-B-B-Banzedrine now.


B-B-B-B-Banzedrine,
My, My, My Banzedrine,

B B-B-B-B-Banzedrine now.

only one good feeling that is the rest of the proof is on the television, on the-..... Wooh!


Call me Mr. Banzedrine,
But don't let the doctor in,

I wanna blow off steam and,
Call me Mr. Banzedrine (Mr. Banzedrine),
And don't let the doctor, don't let the doctor in.


Have you ever wanted to disappear?


~Poem at the end~

It's not me, it's you...

Actually, it's the taxidermy of you and me,
Untie the balloons from around my neck and ground me,
I'm just a racehorse on the track,

Send me back to the glue factory,
Always thought I'd float away,
And never come back,

But I've got enough miles on my car,
To fly the boys home on my own,
But you know me: I like being all alone,

And keeping you all alone,
These nights are boring,
And your kids are snoring,

And my ego's in a sling,
You said you're not listening and I said I'm wishing I SAID, I SAID

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