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So it seems our disc was run over shattered all our dreams
The sun is shining down We play disc in every single town that we stop in
Chris, Paul, Steve, Dan, Flores, Rogan, our drummer and me
What a nice breeze Today has flipped over kind of like a dream
Running around What is lost can always be found

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The wind may blow the snow may fall
We're playing disc late into the fall
And the winter I just met her Hardly know her wanna makeout with her again
I need another beer It seems I drank the whole 12 ounces of the one I had right here
Stop the van Dan we need to piss
We need to it's our dying wish

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What's better than Grant's apartment?
Disc!
What's better than Grant's apartment?
Disc!
What's better then disc?
Nothing!

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Grams of disc
Grams of disc
yeah, Grams of disc


(Thanks to honeytoast for these lyrics)