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We said, Here we go again, but doesn't it seem like it's gotten worse
The taxi's headed for the hills, my Uber driver came in a hearse
The ivory tower happy hour just let out and we all got a taste
But it's easy to get home when you're born and raised on third base

Pre-Chorus
We were bored with the same old same
Now we're all drunk driving, sending texts from the center lane

Chorus
Singing oh-woah-woah, pass the ammunition
We want one for the money and one for tradition
My American girl and I, watching the world burn down
Watching the world burn down

Verse 2
If this is how it ends, can I at least get some money back
We��re at a thousand miles an hour on a train running out of track
This is paradise for lizards, and the locusts, the leeches, and snakes
At what point does the giving give out if we're all on the take

Pre-Chorus
We were bored with the same old same
Now we're all drunk driving, sending texts from the center lane
Saying oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God, you must be kidding me
Bored with the same old same

Chorus
Singing oh-woah-woah, pass the ammunition
We want one for the money and one for tradition
My American girl and I, watching the world burn down
Singing oh-woah-woah, pass the ammunition
We want one for the money and one for tradition
My American girl and I, watching the world burn down

Outro
Watching the world burn down Bored with the same old same
Watching the world burn down Bored with the same old same, oh, my God
Watching the world burn down, hey
Oh, my God