# crusin the st f#m F#m A kept a knif in my pocket cause i thought i could handle myself verse: went off to school found a new set of friends used better drugs to help me fit in i'd skip every class atleast 2 days a week i didnt need a lecture near as much as the sleep choros: hard as a brick lord they coundt teach me anything at all better judgement went south with a few pictures of alchol stuburn as a mule ridin that highway to hell no need for religon man i thought i could handle my (chordiearchive.chordie.com)
