| So your hair’s bleached white now
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| It’s in to put Orange County down
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| Hanging out with L.A. sleaze well
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| Go ahead and push us we don’t want you around
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| Sang for the Slashers you told Hermosa Beach
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| So you used to be a surfer in Huntington Beach
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| You’re a liar if you follow all trends
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| Get out of here asshole, you’ve got no friends
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| Just cling to the scene
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| But not when everybody knows what you are
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| Where are you gonna go next?
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| I hear San Francisco’s second best
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| You got no friends…
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| Do you think you’re real tough with those locks and chains?
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| You know we want to use them to beat on your brains
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| Show up in Fullerton with blue dye on your head
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| You stupid fucker, I wish you were dead
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| Sang for the Slashers you told Hermosa Beach
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| So you used to be a surfer in Huntington Beach
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| You’re a liar if you follow a trend
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| Get out of here asshole, you’ve got no friends
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| Just cling to the scene
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| But not when everybody knows what you are
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| Where are you gonna go next?
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| I hear San Francisco’s second best
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| You got no friends! |