Come One, Come All

Album: So Wrong It's Right (2007)
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  • Come one, come all you're just in time
    To witness my first breakdown
    'Cause there's a mile gone for every minute passed
    When I'm stuck in this town

    I've got a bone to pick with you, Mr. DJ
    The traffic in this town is just as bad as it is in L.A.

    So go on and lock me up
    You better throw away that key
    Before I find out where you broadcast from
    Because your playlist is killing me

    I'll change that station
    Light it up like the 4th of July
    It's me, I'm caller fifteen
    Time to play my last request

    Come one, come all, you're just in time
    To witness my first breakdown
    'Cause there's a mile gone for every minute passed
    When I'm wasting space in this town
    Don't call the doctors, I don't need no medication
    I just need one more vacation and make it last

    Hear me out please, judge and jury
    I'm an innocent man
    And it would be such a terrible injustice
    To put me away without thinking about

    All the terrible mistakes
    That goddamn radio jockey makes
    I swear, he's out to get me
    Oh, I swear he's out to get me

    I'll change that station
    Light it up like the 4th of July
    It's me, I'm caller fifteen
    But it's too late for explanations
    This broadcast will be your last

    Come one, come all, you're just in time
    To witness my first breakdown
    'Cause there's a mile gone for every minute passed
    When I'm wasting space in this town
    Don't call the doctors, I don't need no medication
    I just need one more vacation and make it last

    Hear me out please, judge and jury
    And I swear he's out to get me
    Oh, I swear he's out to get me

    Go on and lock me up
    You better throw away that key
    And I swear he's out to get me
    Oh, I swear he's out to get me

    I've got a bone to pick with you, Mr. DJ
    You really oughta lock me up
    Because your playlist is killing me

    Come one, come all, you're just in time
    To witness my first breakdown
    'Cause there's a mile gone for every minute passed
    When I'm wasting space in this town
    Don't call the doctors, I don't need no medication
    I just need one more vacation and make it last Writer/s: Alexander William Gaskarth, Jack Bassam Barakat, Robert Ryan Dawson, Zachary Steven Merrick
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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