What would I be without my troubles
I'm my troubles
He said I can't escape my problems
I'm the problem
He asked me where I think I'm going
So I told him
I'm driving up to the East Bay
I'm gonna kick it with Crooke and Zay, yeah, in the East Bay
I wanna get drunk on the BART train, yeah
Back in High-School, I can start a new band, if I want to, yeah
In the East Bay, I wanna get drunk on a BART train, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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