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Got in a street fight with the I.R.S and I'm alright Took one to the chest but I'm fine It's all coming up roses Called me the white guy With a real bad case of that pink eye But it's just a reflection of roses It's all coming up roses PRE-CHORUS And god damn it if it all works out And God forbid that it should all work Out, out, out, out CHORUS I'm tired of this What you see is What I have never tried to be Just let me breathe Just take me anywhere but here Take me anywhere but here My 15 minutes of fame are done And I don't care I was just having more fun than you And I didn't ask for it anyways Now I'm on TV, guess that's not cool Now I'm a sell out But I'm not the only one with name brand shoes on You fucking moron PRE-CHORUS And god damn it if it all works out And God forbid that it should all work Out, out, out, out CHORUS I'm tired of this What you see is What I have never tried to be Just let me breathe Just take me anywhere but here Take me anywhere but here (It's all coming up roses) Give me all you've got, just take your shot You come off swinging like a girl (Buy me an ocean) To take me anywhere but here Take me anywhere but here I will not go back So buy me the ocean And paint it with pretty stars And sell me to something Take me anywhere but here Take me anywhere but here Take me anywhere but here Take me anywhere but here Take me anywhere but here CHORUS I'm tired of this What you see is What I have never tried to be Just let me breathe Just take me anywhere but here Take me anywhere but here (It's all coming up roses) Give me all you've got, just take your shot You come off swinging like a girl (Buy me an ocean) To take me anywhere but here Take me anywhere but here Now take me anywhere but here Now take me anywhere but here Now take me anywhere but here I will not go back |