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You like your coffee black, |
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your neighborhood white, |
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your lights are out at nine o' clock at night. |
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Are you affraid of everything, or just the truth? |
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You've got pre-packaged food, |
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Family Feud, faith in the church, |
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and a good clean attitude. |
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Are you affraid of everything, or just the truth? |
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The only problem that you've got, |
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is the night that Wheel of Fortune's not. |
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And the only thing you haven't bought, |
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are the people that are buying you. |
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You are the Moral Majority, devoid of moral priority. |
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You are Barbie Doll sorority. |
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You are the Boys' Club government. |
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How we lust familarity, speedy compact portability. |
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Every step that you take forward, |
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is a generation back for us. |
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We are the ugly. |
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We are the gay, Impoverished, effeminate, and overweight. |
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Take your consumer culture back from us. |
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It's a fucking economic attack on us all. |
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And the Football Season is the only reason you stay alive in your Prime Time beehive. |
