اصل بول
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When they brought you home from the hospital
Well, it made your father sick
So you grew up hard, and you broke some bones
And you learned your lessons quick
Now you're an angry little fucker with an axe to grind
The devil on my shoulder
You're a small-time bet on a highball roller
But you don't know shit from Shinola
Well, the teenage years came wild and fast
And you did your share of harm
And you squirmed your way on up despite
Your distinctive lack of charm
But you're an angry little fucker with an axe to grind
The devil on my shoulder
You got a brain that's buzzing like Coca Cola
'Cause you don't know shit from Shinola
Now the sunset's getting longer
And your friends are all long gone
It's a lonely ride from the middle down
It's the end of your long con
'Cause you're an angry little fucker with an axe to grind
The devil on my shoulder
You got a head that's spinning like a Victrola
But you don't know shit
I said: You don't know shit
You know that you don't know no shit from Shinola
Shinola
Shit from Shinola
