Crawford (c) 2013 Mia d'Bruzzi and Deanna Mitchell She's backstage with Darby at that great gig in the sky No one passes out up there and no one ever dies Sid and Nancy chat and fight again upon their bed Crawford is with Gomez, all the real punks are dead. No one gave a shit about her, passed out drunken in your hall Pissed because she broke your mirror, spilled your mannitol You'll never get your ten bucks now, so really, she's ahead If you had her class, you'd be with her Real punks are dead. Always moving faster than a human being can Shooting at the eight ball, rum and coke in your hand Closing all the bars and hanging out with all the bands Sweet, oh how we miss you, baby, you were The Man!

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