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Bombs bombs bombs Goin' off off off off off Bombs bombs bombs bombs bombs Goin' off off off off off Bombs bombs bombs bombs bombs Goin' off off off off off off This morning in New Jersey And yesterday in Chelsea, New York Now I'm on the train in King's Cross in London Goin' to Brighton Was up late last night watchin' TV And talkin' to Justin about the future and our families And our music and our tour And we cancelled France Cause the ticket sales smelled like cow manure I'm tired baby I'm tired tired tired tired tired I'm tired baby I'm tired tired tired tired tired I'm tired baby I'm tired tired tired tired But I just arrived in beautiful Brighton And I hear the seagulls outside And I feel inspired Gonna stand up tonight And own my space in this music venue I believe it's called something like Concord 2 And for whoever will be there tonight They're surely gonna witness My lack of tending to my physical fitness The Lord says our body is the temple of the soul Joel Osteen says our body is the temple of the soul Jerry Falwell said our body was the temple of the soul Easier said than done, baby When you're on tour at 49 years old But I've not smoked a cigarette in all of 2016 And truly I'm keeping up With my 40 pushups a day exercise routine And I'm happy to be here singing for you tonight In lovely Brighton With Nick on bass, Scott on drums And of course my old friend Justin Thank you everyone very much for comin' out tonight It means a lot to us We're gonna make sure the show is super tight OK now, here we go with our first song It's for mothers and fathers Who have lost their daughters and their sons Now I'm on my way to Amsterdam On EasyJet My shirt and jacket and underwear and socks Are full of sweat Ticket sales are slow But hey, that's just the way it goes I've oversaturated my European market Playin' too many shows Plus there's Brexit And the Brazilian-hosted Summer Olympics And your money is thin Cause let's face it These music festivals are a fuckin' racket But I woke up today Got my suitcase and I packed it I hop on airplanes every day Like a little fuckin' bunny rabbit Oh Amsterdam Oh Am- Am- Amsterdam Oh Amsterdam Oh Am- Am- Amsterdam Here I am here I am here I am Here I am here I am here I am Here I am here I am here I am Here I am here I am here I am And I'm happy to be here, I truly am I don't smoke marijuana or cigarettes or hash That's cause generally for the most part I'm naturally relaxed Pretty soon we're gonna play the song I mentioned earlier I thank you all from the bottom of my heart for being here I'm glad I'm alive and healthy Here tonight in Holland Not six feet under in a tourist graveyard Like Mr Mojo Risin Or Kurt Cobain or Prince or Michael Jackson or Janis Joplin I'm feelin' pretty good tonight Thank you for askin' This song is almost over And soon you're all gonna be clapping Then I'm gonna sing some songs Do some spoken word And then a little bit of rappin' Then after the show I'll be back in my hotel room Wackin' my bone All all all all all all all alone Cause I'm almost 50 And that's just the way the wind blows Yeah I'm almost 50 And it's just the way the wind blows Anyhow, that's that I hope you enjoy the show Thanks again for coming I hope you enjoy the show I'm leavin' Holland today And I gotta say I'm not gonna miss your fuckin' bikes bikes bikes Bikes bikes bikes Bikes bikes bikes Bikes bikes bikes Bikes bikes bikes Yikes yikes yikes Yikes yikes yikes Here comes another fuckin' bike Watch out! Fuck! Get out the way! Here comes yet another fuckin' bike Holy motherfucker of Christ Holland loves their fuckin' bikes They sneak up out of nowhere so fast And they make me paranoid and totally uptight I'm gonna miss you Holland But my God I'm not gonna miss These goddamn bikes Yikes yikes yikes Yikes yikes yikes Yikes yikes yikes Your bikes cause me serious fuckin' fright Now I'm on my way from Amsterdam by train To Poland to play the Asymmetry Festival Yeah, it's somewhere in Poland It's in a city that for the life of me I can't pronounce Please forgive me It's called "Rock-law" Or maybe something else (WROCLAW!) Last name is Kozelek And I'm of Polish ancestry Last name is Kozelek And I'm of Polish ancestry Last name is Kozelek And I'm of Polish ancestry But honestly I don't know much about my family tree But I'm proud of where I'm from And who I've turned out to be I love my father and my mother Very very very very dearly Down there in the history line There must be some kind of proof of my bloodline For I am strong And I love Polish food I love white borscht I love love love love love white borscht And Polish sausage And I also love love love red borscht And I love Perogies And potato pancakes with sour cream And kielbasa and sauerkraut On Easter Sunday morning Andrew Golota is from Po- Po- Po- Poland Andrew Golota was known for low low low low blowin' Andrew Golota is from (WAR- WAR- WARSAW!), Poland Was disqualified in his fights with Riddick Bowe For low low blowin' But lots of people in this world should be disqualified Like both people running for office in the USA They tell lots of fuckin' lies Lots of people in high places should be disqualified For low blowin' entire countries And fuckin' up millions of people's lives Anyhow, I love you Po- Po- Po- Po- Poland But tomorrow morning unfortunately I gotta be goin' Off to Copenhagen for a show Then I'm goin' home But I'll be back next year If the OFF Festival invites me I hope so Good night good night I love you love you love you Poland Good night good night I'm proud to play for you tonight in Poland Good night, I love you I love you I love you Po- Po- Poland You are my roots and yeah I'm proud of that Now I gotta get goin' Back from Denmark And now I'm in O- O- Omaha Had lunch at Blatt And the waiter there called me boss He asked "How's your salad, boss?" I said "It's good" He said "That's great, boss" Then I said "Can I get the check?" And he said "Sure thing, boss" Then I left and I looked at the street And I walked across it Thinkin' that salad wasn't bad I liked the way they tossed it Then I walked in the venue And poured some water into a plastic cup From the faucet Now I'm singing in front of you all And it's fall And it's nice to be here for the first time ever in Omaha So far to me it's more interesting to me Than, say, Fairbanks, Alaska Over here in Omaha, Nebraska Yesterday I arrived in Ar- Ar- Arizona Helicopters were flyin' over my hotel room Until two in the morning I went walking earlier in the night To find a Safeway Ended up walkin' down a street That was so dark and long I got so afraid Pretty soon cop cars were drivin' by And checkin' me out My heart was pounding Man, I gotta tell you, seriously, I was freaking out Helicopters appeared above Shining their beaming lights down at me I thought "holy motherfucker God These motherfuckers are gonna kill me" Then I called Ben I said "Whatever you do, seriously Don't walk down this street" He said "Cool man I'll meet you in 20 minutes in the lobby" Though I wanted to run I walked briskly instead Didn't want a hundred 22 calibers Pointed at my head Drove to the Safeway And it was surrounded by cops I asked a cop "Hey, what's going on in this parking lot" He said "A guy is loose Don't worry about it We're gonna find him eventually" I said "How do you know that guy isn't me?" He said "Listen smart ass You don't fit his description" I said "Hey, I could be strapped for all you know" He said "Hey, you want me to start friskin'?" I said "Not really" And he said "Listen man, I'm serious You better be on your way" I said "But your cop car looks so cozy And I'm enjoying this conversation" Anyhow, it's nice to be here here here in Phoenix Even though the cops are complete fucking dicks Anyhow it's nice to be here here here here here here in Phoenix I hope you like this next song You might recognize it It's my biggest hit (Shut the fuck up and listen to him!) (Shut the fuck up and listen to him!) (Shut the fuck up and listen to him!) (Shut the fuck up and listen to him!) So now here we are in Tu- Tu- Tu- Tucson Got to the venue and the pow- pow- pow- power wasn't on The guys at the venue said that the battery died In the new generator I said "You better get it fixed fast You tattooed motherfuckers Or see you later" But within the hour They got the power turned on And it was all smiles And I'm happy to be here in Tucson We ate next door at Miss Saigon The spring roll tasted good Once I put the sriracha on It's good it's good it's good to be here in Tucson Let's keep our fingers crossed that the power stays on Now I'm off to China And trust me, this song could go on and on and on But maybe it's wearing out its welcome I don't know I'm enjoying singing this song This song could go on and on and on and on and on and on Maybe it's almost over I don't know But I hope you're enjoying this song I know that some of you are thinking This song is way too long That's OK with me You can listen to Green Day instead Or play a game of ping pong (Hey Mark, sorry to stop you but I think it is getting a little too long) Oh alright, let's take a break and maybe get some dinner over at Tu Lan