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Want to fuck off, drop out Never trust a fuckin' hippie For that matter don't trust anyone Quit school, don't work Livin' up the music you punk If I

Rip them down, hold them up Tell them that I'm your gun Pull my trigger, I am bigger than Rip them down, hold them up Tell them that I'm your gun Pull

I wish I could go so far away Where time moves too slow day after day I'll wait and I'll sit and watch the clouds As they go by. I have a sensation where

My mind is wide asleep My conscience keep awake The promises I deep Are not the ones I make I count the costant causes I lost count of regrets A surplus

Tear that poster off the wall It takes up too much space We ain't no fucking rock band, man We're a professional Disgrace - is the word I would use To

Brilliant, a word describing something dumb You create to desecrate the villain I've become A prophet, not to be made but heard Speaks in tongues and

Timmy the Turtle You know him as Tim Timmy the Turtle He sang with The Grim Too slow He sat in turtle goo Timmy the Turtle Is giving them hell Timmy

: Talkin' bout your mom Talkin' bout your mom Talkin' bout your mom Talkin' bout your mom She's a whore, bitch, gutter slut Likes to shove me up her

: (I don't even remember how this one goes) What I scream about Can't get the stink out Catch it on my tongue Save it in my lung Fucking Vegans smoking