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3 years gone by and still everyone screws up our name |
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No matter what you do still some things never change |
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Seen a lot of the world, met a lot of friends |
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Got a lot of fond memories |
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There's nothing like playing a basement show |
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On a saturday night in pennsylvania. |
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Start the show, here we go |
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Jumping in the crowd |
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We've gotta tear this building down. |
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The cops show up as usual |
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To try and ruin our fun. |
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It's time to show 'em all |
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Just how its done. |
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Gonna have a teenage riot. |
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They'll never understand |
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What it's like to be a kid today. |
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Gonna have a teenage riot. |
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Let's blow 'em all away. |
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Another night we'll be |
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Staying in some crack hotel |
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And sneaking everyone in |
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Through the bathroom window. |
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Gonna blow up everything in sight |
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And get chased away into the night |
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By some crazy bastard with a |
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Shotgun in his hand. |
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Start the show, here we go |
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Jumping in the crowd |
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We've gotta tear this building down. |
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The cops show up as usual |
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And try to ruin our fun. |
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Its time to tell them all to **** off! |
