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Yes my rebel days are over
Iâm rolling in the clover
Mad money coming everywhere
But I just donât care
âbout things that I oughta
âcause my rebel days are gone
But I miss those rebel days
The ice blue fire of my gaze
Burn the candle, burn the house
Burn the keys, let yourself out
Yes my rebel days are over
Iâm rolling in the clover
Mad money coming everywhere
But I just donât care
But I miss those rebel days
When we stormed the barricades
Took the castle took the steeple
Gave it all back to the people
You could say I copped a plea
Couldnât make the poverty
So now Iâm rolling in he dough
But thereâs something missing
âcause i know thatâ¦
my rebel days are over
Iâm rolling in the clover
Mad money coming everywhere
But I just donât care
âbout things that I oughta
âcause my rebel days are gone
âbout things that I oughta
âcause my rebel days are gone
mad money coming everywhere but I just donât care