| Hangin’out in the comode
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| Listening to Depeche Mode
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| You look like some kind of toad
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| Why are you a moron?
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| Got a skateboard gnarly rad
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| With money from you mom and dad
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| Take a bath cause you smell bad
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| Why are you a moron?
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| Walkin’down old south street
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| Say Hello to the kids you meet
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| If knowing you is such a treat
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| Why are you a moron?
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| Got kicked out of public school
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| Make a waste of our gene pool
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| Face it asshole you’re a fool
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| Why are you a moron?
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| I’m staring at a wall going nothing at all
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| Gotta get outta here I could use some beer
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| Wish I could get some beer
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| I could use some beer tonight
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| In and out of trendy clubs
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| With a pair of day-glo gloves
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| You’re the only one you love
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| Why are you a moron?
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| Tell use you got something to say
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| Then bore us with your anarchy
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| We just wish you’d go away
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| Why are you a moron?
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| A trendy losers what you are
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| It’s your scene are you’re the czar
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| I’d like to see you covered with tar
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| Why are you a moron?
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| Creeps like you should be wiped out
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| You’ve got a face just like a trout
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| Listen to everybody shout
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| Why are you a moron?
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| I’m following the trend 'cause I wanna
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| have some friends. |
| I want to be somebody.
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| Don’t wanna be a 'nobody'. |
| I wanna be with someone tonight.
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| I swear that you are Hitler’s clone
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| Spread disease wherever you roam
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| Got the brains of a garden gnome
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| Why are you a moron?
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| Voted for Reagan not once but twice
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| And think that Jerry Farwell’s nice
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| Do you keep your brain on ice?
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| Why are you a moron?
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| In the end you’re all alone
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| No one calls you on the phone
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| Got no job you’ve got no home
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| Why are you a moron?
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| Hangin’out in the comode
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| Listening to Depeche Mode
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| You look like some kind a toad
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| You’re just a fucking moron!
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| I’m freezing up inside. |
| All my brain cells
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| have died. |
| Gonna get out of here. |
| I’m
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| gonna get out of here. |
| I’m gonna get out of here tonight.
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| Hush little baby don’t say a word: I woke up, can’t wait to eat
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| And never mind that noise you heard: Got my cereal, boy I was beat
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| It just the beasts under your bed: Opened the fridge and to my dismay
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| In your closet in your head!!!: There was no milk my mother will pay |