Текст песни Kills, The — Ticket Man

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Here's the ticket, what's the problem?
Too many tickets is the problem, man.
Here's the ticket, what's the problem?
Too many problems is the ticket in my hand.

Why don't you give it up and get it down.
Spend half as much, kills you and half the town.
Oh pull on the baby red number, make you hard to hit,
Hard to stand and hard to sit around.
Nothing's gonna kiss you like the blister gonna get you
From waiting it out.

Here's the ticket, what's the problem?
Too many tickets is the problem, man.
Here's the ticket, what's the problem?
Too many problems is the ticket, man.
Here's the ticket, what's the problem?
Too many tickets is the problem, man.
Here's the ticket, what's the problem?
Too many problems is the ticket in my hand.

Why don't you give it up, and get it down,
Spend half as much, kills you and half the town.
Oh it's a little too easy to always be kind.
But the longer it takes, the more you must find,
It's a little too easy to always be kind
But the longer it takes, the more you must find.

Here's the ticket, what's the problem?
Too many tickets is the problem, man.
Here's the ticket, what's the problem?
Too many problems is the ticket, man.
Here's the ticket, what's the problem?
Too many tickets is the problem, man.
Here's the ticket, what's the problem?
Too many problems is the ticket in my hand.

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