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Anthrax – N.F.L. lyrics
It started back in high school
So cool, king of the scene
You found that making people laugh
Was more than just a dream
The public took right to you
Like flies to a pile of shit
So funny and smart, so talented
But success just couldn't fit

Wasting your life no future bright
Dancing on your grave
Living like a slave, someone should've said...

Nfl, Efilnikufesin nfl
Nfl, Efilnikufesin nfl

Wake up dead in a plywood bed
Six feet from the rest of your life
And when you couldn't see your own dependency
Nfl, nice fuckin' life

The whole world is your playground
Yet you can't find your niche
Your only friends, it helps you through
Helps you dig your daily ditch
The bottom line can't touch you
Cause you're above the rest
But your little friend's the enemy
And the bottom line is death

You lived a life of excess
Goddamn shame it's such a waste
Just one too many cookies
From the batch no one should taste
Yet his memory stills stays with us
Cause watching him was fun
Too bad things weren't different
Who knows what he'd have done
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It started back in high school So cool, king of the scene You found that making people laugh Was more than just a dream The public took right to you Like flies to a pile of shit So funny and smart, so talented But success just couldn't fit Wasting your life no future bright Dancing on your grave Living like a slave, someone should've said... Nfl, Efilnikufesin nfl Nfl, Efilnikufesin nfl Wake up dead in a plywood bed Six feet from the rest of your life And when you couldn't see your own dependency Nfl, nice fuckin' life The whole world is your playground Yet you can't find your niche Your only friends, it helps you through Helps you dig your daily ditch The bottom line can't touch you Cause you're above the rest But your little friend's the enemy And the bottom line is death You lived a life of excess Goddamn shame it's such a waste Just one too many cookies From the batch no one should taste Yet his memory stills stays with us Cause watching him was fun Too bad things weren't different Who knows what he'd have done Explain Request ×



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Songwriters: CHARLIE L. BENANTE, DANIEL ALAN SPITZ, FRANK JOSEPH BELLO, JOSEPH A. BELLARDINI, SCOTT IAN ROSENFELD
N.F.L. lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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