We Were Kids chords by Cheap Sober

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Verse 1
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And  I remember when,
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used to put my mother through hell,
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do  stupid shit, but we were kids,
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we  were young,
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we were stupid and dumb,
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but alone.
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We were kids, we were dumb, little shits, we were young,
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we would play in the rough, dark streets of the slums,
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From the drink to the drugs,
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getting stuck in the middle of the ruck
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Fucked up  from the bud,
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we would roam Sydney's gutters
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And simply brothers,
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giving hell while we lived with our peaceful mothers
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The season shutters,
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we were living in a world with
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some evil lovers
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There were deeper cutters,
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imposing on single shots
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All caused from a pill or a binge of grog,
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now thinking they're stinking hot
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It was funny how we changed
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but still drink a lot
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The distance was dark but easy
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and found out what it's like
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to be smart and sleazy
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Kids these days are quick
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to claim underground,
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get all I hear are muffled
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sounds out her bum's mouth
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Kids these days are quick
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to claim underground,
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get all I hear are muffled
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sounds out her bum's mouth
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Kids these days are quick
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to claim underground,
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might check one too
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not remembering the haunted day,
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back when a horror scene
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was the normal way of  living
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Living life, hitting guys in a brawl of rage
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You would hear it in the news,
an appalling case
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Getting drunk on the weekend,
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a crawling state
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And we stunk, we were pissheads,
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all my mates
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A falling trade of awesome ways
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To get slaughtered, mate,
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it was our calling claim
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And inflicting was a piss thing
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It was mixing the piss with the chicks
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And bitch, we were frisky
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They were ditzy,
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young blonde chicksies
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Would they ever miss me?
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Liv in' life risky, made history,
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graph on the wall
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Local  shoppin' centre,
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we no smashin' em all
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Livin' in a gritty city,
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rackin' the store
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Never en  d up feelin' pity,
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we were happy and poor
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Kids these days are quick
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to claim underground
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Get all I hear are muffled
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sounds outta bum's mouth
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Kids these days are quick
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to claim underground
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Get all I hear are muffled sounds
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outta bum's mouth
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So ju venile, so rude and vile
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Like music wild, fine booze and smile
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Not losing style, just confused and awe
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With another mind frame
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of a moving troll
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And the district was a mystic
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version of ballistic
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Bloke stoned and drinking loads
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I'll stick with road,
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switch to mystery mode
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Then I'll mix in both to inflict spit flows
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I live with loads of weight
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on my shoulders
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Runnin' from the cops to
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stop and try to hold us
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But we won't cause I'm
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smoking some dope
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And you want me to show
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the things that you know
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And stay so far away
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but yet they're so close
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Sorry but I can't do both
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Can't do both
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Can't do both
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Can't  do both
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Can't  do both
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