My First Punk Song
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My First Punk Song
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It's 24 to nothing and I'm at the intersection
Waiting for the light that's green
Waiting for a reason
Take them all and stack them up
Not in my collection
Hit them all and watch them fly
Fuck them all and watch them drown
What is with these bands that keep commin' with there politics?
They never went to school to find out
That they were full of shit
I didn't really either, but fuck
I guess it really doesn't matter
You took this time to listen to me
So I'll say hey I fucked your brother
There's one problem
I got brownies
From your mother
They gave me syphilis
Now I got no dick
There's one problem
I got brownies
From your mother
They gave me syphilis
Now I got no dick
Fucker
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Box Car Racer performs "My First Punk Song", and this lyric page sits inside the Box Car Racer catalog on LyroVerse.
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