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Lyrics for 'Tip Your Bartender' by 'Glassjaw'
Hit It One More Time
For Our Men In Uniform, With A Price Upon Their Heads.
This Is A War! Sober Up.
But Call It What You Want,
The Color Changes Up In The Sun.
Not Throwing Stones At You Anymore.
Your Name's In Lights And I Don't Wonder
Anymore. Anymore...
All My X's Live With Hexes.
This Is Why I Hang
Myself With Jealousy Upon A Fencepost Half Mast.
Fashion: War Between
The Guilty And The Guilty And The Guilty And The Guilty
And The Teen.
Not Throwing Stones At You Anymore.
Your Name's In Lights And I Don't Wonder
Anymore... Anymore
Oh Yeah, I Would Like To..
Like To Die Like Mice Do.
I'm Crying In The Beer Of A Drunk Man.
Crying.
Not Throwing Stones At You Anymore.
Your Name's In Lights And I Don't Wonder
Anymore.
Oh Yeah, I Would Like To..
Like To Die, Like Fucking Mice Do.
I'm Crying In The Beer Of A Drunk Man.
Crying....
Buy It.
Load It.
Shoot It.
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