To Oscar - Double Hockey Sticks — Lyrics

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[Verse 1] This town's too small for me Been dead since the late-80s (Yeah) I'd say it's suitable But all the locals hate me (What the hell ails you!?) [Chorus] I'm not those folks They've got nothing left to tell Oh god, oh no Another year trapped here in he– [Verse 2] Yeah, they don't know what I've got now Won't be long 'til I blow up 'Cause I think that I'm an icon But all my friends say I'm a– (Cunt) And my neighbor with the gold tooth Says I'm steering my life wrong Yeah, he knows he'll live and die here I can't think of a worse thought [Chorus] I'm not those folks They've got nothing left to tell Oh god, oh no Another year trapped here in hell I'm in hell [Verse 3] Heather at the hi-fi store She hates my guts, I don't know why (Check!) Guitars I don't want on lay-away No rivals, no supply I just need some time to get my music into gear And once I do, I'll finally cross the ocean Sail away from here [Bridge] Oh no, oh no When I'm home, I get the urge to kill myself Hello, hello Do they know my art is bound to serve me well? I'll be that star from a small town who proved all the locals wrong It's a rags-to-riches story [Chorus] I'm not those folks They've got nothing left to tell Oh god, oh no Another year trapped here in hell (I'm not those folks) I'm in hell (I'm not those folks)
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