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well hey you, mr torn jeans, do you think you're mean, well, you cut just as easily, as the faggot in the pink, are you ready tonight, for the bloody sight, be a good boy, stand up and fight, you're gonna die, you're gonna die, well hey you, mrs big hair, no one really cares, and all the boys stop and stare, it isn't fair, well, you really look right, but we know you're not tight, because you slept with my roommate last night, you're gonna die, you're gonna die, remember, i'm in you, i'm in you, remember, i'm in you, remember, i'm in you, i'm in you, i'm in you, well hey you, mr policeman, trying to hold my hand, yeah, we like what you're saying, but please get off the band, and please don't cry, 'cause you know you can't fly, but all you do is sit and get high, you're gonna die, i'm in you, i'm in you