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| LYRICS PAGE 3 |
| SKINHEAD friday night meetin tom at some punk show hes askin if it'll be good, well tom i just dont know standin outside yeah and its gettin cold lookin at the effort, the scene is gettin old woah-ayy-ooohh one armed one armed one armed skinhead in the crowd doin the same old thing one of those SHARPS just had to swing punks and skins yeah the battle lines are drawn fuckin kids'll never get along friday night now its time to go home lookin at the SHARPS yeah and im left all alone they say your friends, you always can depend what do you expect when it's one on ten ANNA NICOLE oink oink oink Anna nicoles got a tv show shit like this is getting old all the stupid shit she'll say dont give a fuck about her anyway that fat bitch ever get on a scale shes as fat as a fucking whale i dont care, E-TV, watchin that shit every week anna nicole anna nicole you look like a fucking troll JES JES! JES! JES! YOU'RE A FUCKING MESS! jes' a punk rocker from maine this fuckin girl is fuckin insane everyone knows that jes is blind holdin fucking picket signs...121234 JES! JES! JES! YOU'RE A FUCKING MESS jes'll fucking kick our ass this fuckin girl as got no class but we will always be your friend even if you have more abortions Drink, Fuck, Fight, and Die I got no fuckin girl i got no fucking cash livin every day just sittin on my ass all i fuckin need is a bottle and some friends i'll live this fucking way until the fucking end DRINK AND FUCKING AND FIGHT AND DIE THAT'S HOW WE LIVE OUR FUCKING LIVES wreckin my body with tattooes every now and then singin born to lose drinkin to forget, forget my past tryin to live every day like it's my last GUTTER KOSTA AS FOR ME |