| Was it a broken arm or collar bone?
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| It depended on the week
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| And me with my black eyes stitched from head to feet
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| Uncomfortably happy
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| All skinned knees and gapped teeth
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| Remember summers with the speak-n-spell
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| Trying to make the robot cuss
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| If mother knew the words we used while she worked
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| She would be fuming
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| Cause that’s not how she raised me
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| And when you taped over a good half of the wedding tape
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| I bet you never thought Thundercats could ever make you cry
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| You sat in disbelief
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| As Lion-O made plans to slay the whole wedding party
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| They’re disco dancing to their death
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| Oh Ma, you just don’t know it yet
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| And all my hand-me-downs are stuck to me
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| From all the blood I couldn’t keep
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| Oh, such a likely scene
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| 10 year old body face down on Rosall Street
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| My bike passed out on top of me
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| Remember how I swore I would
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| Pass you up in age
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| You just scoffed at me
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| Well I’m still gonna do it
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| Just haven’t quite figured out how yet
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| We cornered Teddy Ruxpin and smashed his story tape
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| And put Guns N’Roses in
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| And watched him sing along to Appetite for Destruction
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| Yeah, he knew every word
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| I’m dying in the hall laughing
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| Oh John, you gotta turn it off
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| And when you taped over a good half of the wedding tape
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| I know you never thought Thundercats would ever be the end
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| You sat in disbelief
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| As Lion-O made plans to slay the whole wedding party
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| Oh John, you gotta turn it off |