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Horin of Useless ID, and Cameron Webb. Lyrics: CPC crew running, bring your knuckles to brawl Down at British & Dominion, getting traditional Paint it up, spike it out, the gang is ready tonight Take the 42 north past Electric to ride For few of us though, it could never come dead It's the noise noise noise that kept it so close But the words were spoken "it's the last episode "When the buses stopped running and the flask led to riot Held our head past the shoulders to the new music reich For few of us though, it could never come dead But the music and nostalgia burnt a hole in our heads Our heads, heads Staggering down memories lane Deranged, grasping onto a past refrain Staggering down dead memories slain Deranged, holding onto a faded champagne Gotta go for the glory or give up and fail I've been stagnant sitting here A waiting hands open tale If you see me on the corner, begging, don't pay my bail I'm a bit more than nothing and your charity's stale I've been trying now for years fighting hand tooth and nail But the sad truth is the poor get poorer and fail Have I failed? Staggering down memories lane Deranged, grasping onto a past refrain Staggering down dead memories slain Deranged, holding onto a faded champagne It's the noise noise noise that kept it so close But the words were spoken "it's the last episode" When the buses stopped running and the flask led to riot Held our head past the shoulders to the new music reich For few of us though, it could never come dead For few of us though, it could never come dead Staggering down dead memories slain Deranged, grasping onto a past refrain Staggering down dead memories slain Deranged, staggering Staggering down memories lane Deranged, holding onto a past refrain Staggering down dead memories slain Deranged, holding onto a faded champagne