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Slow Buildings
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Garbage In, Garbage Out
Your loser friend thinks it's a good idea to hang around Outside the Wendy's that's open 'til 2 AM With the vanity plates so we all know it's him Then it's off to the 7-11 Where he'll wait for Mrs. Brown He earns dollars a day at the grocery He's spent a year of tuition on the lottery Save me from suburbia
I fear I'm becoming white trash I'm living on credit A television dream is what I'm fed Makes me a dumb motherfucker I picked up a book But I couldn't even tell you what I'd read And I'm resigned to know I'll never make it far Talking shit and drinking in this killing jar
My lazy neighbor is asking for a favor Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Won't I watch her kid? She'll be back from the store in just a little bit Of course she's high on something and she's full of shit But the worst thinks he's come in first God help us he's a suburban cop He kicked my ass real bad in the 7th grade Well, he's still just a thug but now he's getting paid Save me from suburbia
And I don't know why I want to stay I hate it here in every way It's a corporate, vegged-out, Philistine Hell Where my scumbag neighbor's yelling at his mother “Where's my allowance, bitch?”
And I'm resigned to know we'll never make it far Watching life and waiting for a shooting star
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