| What have I done, what have I got?
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| Your life is useless, your life is really shot
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| Gun totin' losers, beer swillin' hicks
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| Backwoods hilljacks, stupid teenage chicks
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| Hate it here, I hate it here, this Anderson hell
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| Life sucks but you’re too blind to tell
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| Don’t you know I really hate it here
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| And I will always hate it
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| Don’t you know I really hate it here?
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| Who have you done, who have you got?
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| Your wife’s a douchebag, your kid’s a little fucking snot
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| Nothing to do, no place to go
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| You’re so blind, you don’t even know
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| Hate it here, I hate it here, this Anderson hell
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| Life sucks but you’re too blind to tell
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| Don’t you know I really hate it
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| Oh yes, I really hate it
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| I’d rather be anywhere but here
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| Will you ever get out or will you just die? |
| (Probably die)
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| I don’t care anymore, or even want to try
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| Trailer park-bred, fast food-fed
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| Forever K-Mart shopping, fucked in the head
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| Hate it here, I hate it here, this Franklin hell
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| Life sucks but you’re too blind to tell
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| Don’t you know I really hate it here
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| Still I’ll do nothing about it
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| Id rather be anywhere but fucking here |