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Milk - Foo Fighters

"if I share powdered milk with you I glue a picture to the chair spit and butter from the plate that broke a week ago Gather Round' Gather Round' Gather Round' a father scolds his little boy for trading"

Petrol CB - Foo Fighters

"power is as sacred to that they never even teach only if it's black or white see the challenges open eyes are broken if you'd just consider me cut you loose, i feel like i gotta"

Floaty - Foo Fighters

"he floats floats away on the ground he comes back down they float float away on the ground they come back down she floats floats away on the ground she comes back down we float float away on the ground we"

Good Grief - Foo Fighters

"he floats floats away on the ground he comes back down they float float away on the ground they come back down she floats floats away on the ground she comes back down we float float away on the ground we"

This Is A Call - Foo Fighters

"visiting is pretty visiting is good seems that all they ever wanted was a brother this can be a secret we can keep it good even all the ever wanting had a problem this is a call to all my past resignations this"

Wattershed - Foo Fighters

"I'll stick to the mailman I'm pinned against a pot plant I'm sick of all the sun-tan oily with the ray-ban take that to the bank and call it a check masked without a weapon I'm skinny as a spit pan dealing"

Weenie Beenie - Foo Fighters

"I'm molasses hung in rent read a sponsor one shot no post-show tear it off, but not a lot, it's not enough to debate as if you blame real and stagnate big shit no shit tear it off, but not a lot, only"

All My Live - Foo Fighters

"All my life I've been searching for something Something never comes, never leads to nothing Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close Closer to the prize at the end of the rope. All night long I dream of"

Carry On My Wayward Son - Foo Fighters

"Once I rose above the noise and confusion Just to get a glimpse beyond the illusion I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man Though my mind could"

Closing Time - Foo Fighters

"Closing time, open all the doors And let you out into the world Closing time, turn all of the lights on Over every boy and every girl Closing time, one last call for alcohol So finish your whiskey or beer Closing"

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