| You could really use a slogan right now
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| Eighteen and feeling pretty mean
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| Cause you’re sick and fucking tired
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| Of being pushed around and around
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| Up and fucking down
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| You wanna believe there’s an answer, well there’s not
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| And the funny thing about it is that
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| Two hours later they’re just words
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| That you seem to have forgot
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| Don’t think about what’s right or wrong
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| Just leave the thinking to your boss
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| Do what you’re supposed to now
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| Your heart is pounding, your feet hit the ground
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| You wanna see some action right now
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| Feeling strong gonna right some wrong
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| Gonna raise your banner and stand up tall and proud
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| Don’t tell me ideology has a thing to do with it
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| You like to think you’re different but
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| You’re all one big fucked up power trip
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| And I really don’t give a shit
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| What you happen to believe in
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| Now you can finally begin to feel like you fit in
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| Don’t ever listen to yourself
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| You’ll fuck it up just like you always do
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| Someone will be there to explain your job so do it |