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Tree-huggers are lovers
Goths are empty
Actors are goners
By the time they are twenty

Punks are freaks
Hippies are dirty
The world goes to the geeks
By the time they are thirty

The popular have ignorance
The jocks are very sporty
Activists make a difference
By the time they are forty

And labels are labels
Whatever you say
They become fables
At the end of the day

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