| Na-na-na
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| Na-na-na
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| Na-na-na
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| Na-na-na
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| Whu
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| The world is run by lunatics so
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| Who gives a fuck?
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| Let's light it up, let's make a mess, let's coalesce, let's make a fuss
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| The world is filled with psychopaths, so I wanna chink, I wanna fight, I wanna rage against the fucking machine (Shut the—)
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| They tell me I can't be myself, by myself's all I can be (Shut the—)
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| I'm unique, and I do it seven days of the week (Shut the—)
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| I'm feelin' free, but the world, it wanna keep me down (Shut the—)
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| See, I'm a king, I won't let anybody take my crown (Shut the—)
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| Thank God it's Friday and I'm feelin' alive
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| I do it my way 'til the day that I die
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| Thank God it's Friday and I'm gettin' some love
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| Middlе fingers up 'til the reapеr shows up, yeah
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| The world is run by maniacs, so I'm makin' art, I'm goin' hard, I'm takin' names, actin' insane, breakin' guitars
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| The world, it don't take prisoners, so I'm goin' wild, I'm actin' up, 'cause I got sick of fuckin' fuck'n monsters (Whu)
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| Lost in a moshpit, coffin, wanna call Rob but he's out of the office
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| Clickbait shot 'til we all get nauseous
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| Amazon boxes lookin' like coffins
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| I'm exhausted, but I ain't dead yet
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| Life's a dog, right?
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| Baby, come and place your bets
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| Thank God it's Friday and I'm feelin' alive
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| I do it my way 'til the day that I die
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| Thank God it's Friday and I'm gettin' some love
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| Middle fingers up 'til the reaper shows up, yeah
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| Middle fingers up 'til the reaper shows up, yeah
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| Thank God it's Friday and I'm feelin' alive
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| I do it my way 'til the day that I die
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| Thank God it's Friday and I'm gettin' some love
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| Middle fingers up 'til the reaper shows up, yeah
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| Thank God it's Friday and I'm feelin' alive
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| I do it my way 'til the day that I die
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| Thank God it's Friday and I'm gettin' some love
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| Middle fingers up 'til the reaper shows up, yeah |