| Glad to see your eating grapes in the band room
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| Stabbed your pickle and we paid for it twice
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| Kept me quiet with a shot full of gasoline
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| Pacifying but you can’t distract three
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| What the hell’s the matter with you
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| What the hell’s the matter with you
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| What, what, what, what, what the hell’s the matter with you
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| Heard you found someone to dig through your feces
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| Only pay him seven fifty a day
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| Ammunition for a short persecution ring
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| Spending money and you try to hate me
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| More than he’s worth taking his fare
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| More than he’s worth or the quarter you spare
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| What the hell’s the matter with you
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| What the hell’s the matter with you
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| What, what, what, what, what the hell’s the matter with you
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| What the hell’s the matter with you
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| What the hell’s the matter with you
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| What, what, what, what, what the hell’s the matter with you
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| [It Was a long time coming
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| Probably should have happened sooner
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| Every minute you clocked in
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| Could have been spent kicking the hell out of you
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| If you were you, and I was me
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| And what you thought was your’s is all mine now
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| If I could start all over I’d do it different
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| So you think you earned all of the money
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| You booked the show we played the fourth of July
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| Kept it up with secret knocks and the password
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| Left your footprints on the big Mac screen
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| Free is the world, free is the air
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| More than he’s worth or the quarter you spare
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| What the hell’s the matter with you
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| What the hell’s the matter with you
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| What, what, what, what, what the hell’s the matter with you
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| What the hell’s the matter with you
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| What the hell’s the matter with you
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| What, what, what, what, what the hell’s the matter with you |