<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=104915" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Private Nation</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why you gotta treat me like I'm a low down dirty<br>Climbin' up on thirty<br>Dress like a kid to make me feel young punk<br>And talk junk<br>You musta fell out of your bunk<br>And smacked your head<br>Or your face or somethin'<br>I don't need nobody flyin' in my jet stream<br>Take the bus<br>Go on and get yourself your own dream<br>This is my own life keepin' me down<br>Where I wanna be in my private nation<br>I'm alone all thinkin' life's a phone call<br>Here for just a while when in my private nation<br>You can ride or you can go<br>Why you gonna step on shoes<br>When you don't know whose been in 'em<br>Have you ever been more than a bump<br>On a rock that likes to roll<br>In the middle of a soup bowl in the sky<br>Use your eyes<br>It's all you got till you die<br>I don't need nobody flyin' in my jet stream<br>Take the bus<br>Go on and get yourself your own dream<br>You can ride on, it ain't free<br>Leave a light on, so you can see<br>How to get back when you go<br>How to get, how to give<br>How to make ends meet<br>How to lose, how to win<br>How to stay on the seat<br>How to use momentum to keep the two wheels straight<br>How to wait after it feels like you waited so long</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Train - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=104915" data-title="My Private Nation" data-description="Why you gotta treat me like I'm a low down dirty Climbin' up on thirty Dress like a kid to make me feel young punk And talk junk You musta fell out of your bunk And smacked your head Or your face or somethin' I don't need nobody flyin' in my jet s..."></div> </div> </div>

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