Bad time, no more jingle
Now it's tough, push comes to shove
No minding manners anymore
No lies, no place to fly
Line is drawn, all hope is gone
No good ole boys can save your candy store

You lost the draw
Like paper, scissors, stone
You lost the draw
Like paper, scissors, stone

Time was when you had your slice of cake and coffee
No more lazy Sunday afternoons down by the shore
No more parties snorting cocaine 'till the dawn
The hour's ripe, unfinished business at your door

Jig's up, jump the jingoes
Nothing to say, no more today
No whisper in your ear for what to do
No wiles, no more trials
Dead of night will set things right
No pleas for mercy will be heard

You lost the draw Like paper, scissors, stone
You lost the draw Like paper, scissors, stone

Time was when you thought you'd keep it down and dirty
No more pissing on the dreams of those beneath you
No more hiding knives behind those smiling faces
It's going down, no more to lose, no less to gain

(c)1998 Carbon-based Life Songs / BMI

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