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Gob Album



1997
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Innocence!
Can't cut it
Even if you get the part
Of a stupid coward, imbecile
You hypocrite
Just face it
You're a lame excuse
You should realize you
Grow these kids to believe your lies
Just the sort of tactics
And the ignorance
Lose the paranoia and your attitude
Don't fill me with your crap
And your insecurity
Why can't you comprehend?
It will get you in the end
Discriminate!
Just proved it
Color is so far apart
It's an issue lacking dignity
A chauvinist!
You're a joke and a lame excuse
Do you realize you grow
Those kids to believe your lies?
Just the sort of tactics
And the ignorance
Lose the paranoia and your attitude!
What are you hiding from?
Prolonging your anxiety
Don't fill me with your crap
And your insecurity
It's just wrong and you're not right
Your hate can't be justified
Why can't you comprehend?
It will get you in the end

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If your whole kind was dying off
You would make the appropriate changes
To prolong your days
It would open your eyes
Proving that you're not blind
But with your head stuck in your ass
Well, you just won't know
There's something wrong with the world today
There's something wrong with the world
There's something wrong with the world I'd say
It's not like it's one
It's the majority of the population
That share this ignorance
You've got to go outside and realize
That you're not the only one
And then you just might care

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Thinking about the world
And what we go through
Thinking about you and me
And what we go through
Thinking about you
And them and what they put you through
What the hell can I do?

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I don't even want to know
And I don't even really care
What exactly's going on
With you and your friends
All the time it's all the same
I don't even see a change
What exactly's going on
With you and your friends?
What are you going to do
When it all comes back to you?
What will your friends say?
I don't even care!
It doesn't matter if anyone really knows
Just decide what it is you want,
The choice is yours
Finally you can realize
Everyone else doesn't have
A stubborn mind
That you might have
Maybe if you listened to someone else
But your friends
Cause all the time it's all the same
And I don't even see a change
What exactly's going on with you?
What are you going to do
When it all comes crashing back to you?
What will your friends say?
I don't even care!
It doesn't matter if
Anyone really knows
Just decide what it is you want
the choice is yours
Finally, you can realize
he's gay! He's gay! He's gay!
Don't you see we need to change?
Society's way of thinking
All depends on ideas from you too

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I'd like to hang out with you before class
I'd like get close to you; you're a gas
I don't want to be your friend, want to be a friend; I don't want to be your
friend
I'd like to walk home with u after school; I'll hold your books
I'd like to hang out with you cause your cool
I don't want to be your friend, want to be a friend; I don't want to be a friend
Girlfriend
I'd like to hang out with you before class, I told my plan
If you bend over I might kick your ass
I don't want to be your friend, want to be a friend; I don't want to be a friend
I don't want to be your friend, want to be a friend; I don't want to be a
friend

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You talk a lot
And say too much every day
You're annoying
And you make me sick anyway
You should dig yourself inside a hole
Who's to say?
But you wanna be the wise guy
Go to hell!
And you don't know
What you want
I can't stand you
Get out of my face
You don't know
What's going on
I can't stand you
Get out of my face
Crybaby, crybaby everyday
And you whine about it
Whine about it anyway
You should blow your nose
On your shirt
Who's to say?
But you wanna be the wise guy
fuck yourself!

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First things first
You're just so clueless
You're a piece of shit
You're so weak
I'd hate to be stuck on your side
And if I was
I'd probably have to quit
Because it would be a waste of time
So two faced
Do you really even like your friends?
Cause I don't understand
How they can like you back
Or even make the effort to pretend
Cause it would be a waste of time
I'm so glad I haven't seen you around
It's been a while
This talk about you
Makes me realize
Just thinking about you
Makes me realize
That I've been wasting my time

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Why do you always tell me
What I have to say?
Why do you always tell me
What I have to do?
Everything you always wanted
Ends up changing
You're rearranging
Bands on the other labels
Get the royal treatment
We get shit on
And it's gone on so long
And you know something's wrong
So you think that everyone
Is easily pleased?
You're mistaken
Explanations, argumentative situations
But offensive?
You see things through
Someone else's eyes
Always believing what they think
And maybe you would comprehend this
If you weren't kissing someone's ass!
It's gone on so long
And you know something's wrong
Why do you always tell me
What I have to say?
Why do you always tell me
What I have to do?
Fuck you!

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I'd like to make a complaint
I'd like to whine a little bit
I've got this gut full of shame
I guess you could say you ruined my day
Retaliation would just waste time
It won't make it right
You've got this reputation
You'd like to keep until the end
In fucked up situations
You'd save your face
And lose a friend
This must be why I feel sick
From the bad taste you left behind

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