| Midnight is creeping up on us
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| I wish that someone could show us
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| Secrets like Comedy tell us
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| How to be funny yet serious
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| I never learned how to communicate
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| So I only know how to irritate
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| Girls think I’m ugly and they throw up
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| Boys want to kill me or beat me up
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| I want to go home now
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| To my Mother — How Freudian!
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| I want to die just like GG
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| And go to Heaven — How Jungian!
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| I know I could learn a thing or two
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| This song is full of cliches it’s true
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| But I know that every word leads to you
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| So can’t you stop asking me why I’m so blue
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| Women walk by and I covet them
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| How can I make that mistake again?
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| Jesus said things that we should never do
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| But he never slept on the floor next to you
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| I wanna go now
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| Go somewhere, But I don’t know
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| I don’t wanna sing anymore so I’ll stop now
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| And fade OUT!
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| Sorry I lied about fading out
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| Just like the politicians you read about
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| Why don’t we try it the Roman Way
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| Fiddling around till our world burns away |