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Under the Weather

from Four Years, Five States by The Flying Pigs

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Little rocker chick's back in school
She's so smart but she plays the fool
All her actions will be condoned
Once she rocked, well now she's stoned
After all, after all, it makes her high
Breathes it in, thinks she can come out alright

She won't drink coke, it's up her nose
While her boyfriends take off her clothes
Lives her life for the drugs and sex
Pretty soon it's a new reflex
After all, after all, it pulls you in
Joins her friends, never ends, but she can't win

Gonna party underground again
Gonna pass the drinks around again
Lets them push her to the ground again
All the girls love what they've found
After all, after all, it snuffs the pain
Unknown thrills, oh but it kills, where was her brain?

Could go sober, but what's the point?
Could be someone... nah, pass the joint
Makes her happy but, at what cost?
When she comes down her whole life's lost
After all, after all, it numbs her mind
In the end, without a friend, she's left behind

After all, after all
After all, after all
After all, after all
Tell me, tell me, tell me, what does she care?
After all, after all
It's a nightmare

Daddy's litte girl is more than under the weather...

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from Four Years, Five States, released December 23, 2010
Words and Music by Samuel B. Lupowitz
© 2004 Kugel Music (ASCAP)

James - drums
Mark - electric guitar (+solo)
Sam - bass, MIDI clavinet, vocals
Ben - electric guitar

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Piano-driven rock ’n’ soul for your thoughts, feelings, and theatrical leanings. Ben Folds backed by The Band.

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