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Mic city sons seem to dumb everything down I got wished a lot of luck and I'll tell you what it's worth now It's a cold-blooded style, never was worthwhile You're as good as they come but you're such a fucking trial You went and called me up; do you bother me on purpose? You make me feel like I'm half my age and at least twice as nervous You go out whistling "Sweet Caroline" And I'm being a big pain 'cause I never speak my mind It's a miracle how no offense is taken But I'm full of them then anytime you feel up to face them You go drink your problems still; a statue in the barroom You've got feelings left to kill, and I won't forget it too soon It's a cold-blooded style, never was worthwhile You're as good as they come but you're such a fucking trial You go out whistling "Sweet Caroline" And I'm being a big pain 'cause I never speak my mind You don't want me to speak my mind