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Call the cops, I think you let them in |
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They'll mock your clothing and the band your in |
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So lie, it's your only crime |
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And they'll tell you that you're out of notes |
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Of the overtones, only twelve you know |
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So lie, you are so off time |
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'Cause you are young, hot |
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Young, hot, everything's so lost |
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Yeah, you are young, hot |
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Young, hot, it's always been enough |
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(Let's do this our way) |
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(Let's do this our way) |
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And the Bolsheviks, they all let us down |
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And the patriots, they all let us down |
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If apathy's a virtue, they can't hurt you |
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There's no regret |
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And if you contradict the words I say |
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It's okay if it gets you laid, it's fine, add to the debt |
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'Cause you are young, hot |
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Young, hot, everything's so lost |
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Yeah, you are young, hot |
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Young, hot, it's always been enough |
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(Let's do this our way) |
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(Let's do this our way) |
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Yeah, the cyber punks, they all let us down |
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The economists, they all let us down |
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To the NRA I have this to say |
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You can pray to nothing, we'll all fade away |