All I want is that the mess I make
Long outlive this life I take
I wanna fuck it up something good
leave a story for the kiddies of the neighborhood

about the one who did the something big
so they grow up tellin of the things I did
and if it hurts a lot then that's okay
as long as the pain lasts longer than a day

because that's how you know it was worthwhile
if the numbness lasts a good long while
then what you did was worth your time
so have another beer and sing a line

for sober stories are never quite true
and neither are tales without some blue
No I won't keep a friend that lies to me
so best to bottom up least two or three

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All I want is that the mess I make
Long outlive this life I take
I wanna fuck it up something good
leave a story for the kiddies of the neighborhood

about racing cars or sailing ships
not sitting in bars and hitting on chicks
to live a life that takes a map to trace
and die somewhere with a smile on my face

as I think on all that shit I did
and how I shouldn't'a got away with it
and almost always by the end of day
I'd find a place where I could lay

Whether crossing the land in a tiny old car
or staying with a new friend in some place far
from any odd town that I've ever been
there's always a corner to tuck right in

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All I want is that the mess I make
Long outlive the life I take
I'm gonna fuck it up something good
' leave a story for the kiddies of the neighborhood

Making all the best sort of bad decisions
Cutting back on the inhibitions
If it costs a lot, it ain't worth a damn
Gonna live as real as I think I am

Can be hard to know when to draw that line
But now I think's good as any time
I'm 28 and soon 29
Let's grab this life, turn it on a dime

There's always someone yer gonna disappoint
There's always another shady joint
But the time we got ain't that damn long
Stop running in place and come along

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All I want is that the mess I make
Long outlive the life I take
I'm gonna fuck it up something good
Leave a story for the kiddies of the neighborhood

So save your pennies and live life cheap
Do it yourself and don't buy meat
Toss your change into a jar you keep
Until you snag a ticket to someplace neat

Meet a friend with a broken guitar
Shares her whiskey from her sticky jar
And take her hand when she says come along
Cuz there's no place you can go that's wrong

That life you don't live of your mighta dids
Ought not be the life you're keeping hid
So wreck it all just to get it done
As long as in that crash you're having fun