| There’s always one kid in every school
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| Who’s, oh, so full of hate
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| Seething rage and vengeful genes
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| But, yeah, he plays it straight
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| His deeds are always sick and wrong
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| Although he’s just a kid
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| Used to be a baby
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| 'Til he burned down his crib
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| Clapped his hands and all he said was:
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| Finito, neato, neato, neato
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| Woah, oh, oh
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| Then everyone fell dead and said…
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| Don’t talk to him, cos he’s a villain
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| Don’t talk to him, don’t look at him
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| Don’t listen to his lies, He’s a villain
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| Villain
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| Some misguided teachers said
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| He’s just misunderstood
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| But everybody understands
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| A villain ain’t no good
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| Andy’s always building
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| Evil, evil rays (for the GRA)
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| That boy’s not upset, my friend, no
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| That boy’s not ok
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| Stay away from classroom five A
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| Saty away… |