The Buried Treasure Was Crap
Fastbacks
GENRE Five years late and nowhere to be seen
Until we traced our steps to where we should have been
And found the lock was broken not so casually
And all the things they saved removed successfully
Thirteen years of work and all for naught
They asked us what it meant and what we really thought
We told them nothing 'cause we weren't finished yet
And, if they want to know, to come with us tomorrow
Until we traced our steps to where we should have been
And found the lock was broken not so casually
And all the things they saved removed successfully
Thirteen years of work and all for naught
They asked us what it meant and what we really thought
We told them nothing 'cause we weren't finished yet
And, if they want to know, to come with us tomorrow
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