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I'd like to be what some of the fuss is all about, |
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excuse me mother while I scream and shout, |
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Pass me the key, I'd like to let myself out and go.... |
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Excuse me, mother, I am only bleeding, |
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is that a family manual you are reading, |
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Don't you think that it's a little bit too late? |
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cos I'm already the consequence of somebody else's fate |
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It's a mundane experience living with Mother and I, |
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you'd rather catch something contraversial and die. |
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Don't you know that it's making me see red |
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and I doubt if she's heard a silge word that I've said. |
