Joe Gets Kicked Out Of School For Using Drugs With Friends But Says This Isnt A Problem

	  		
Intro 
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I get to know myself every weekend and I?m weak 
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verse 1 
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Hangovers feel good when I know it?s the last one 
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Then I feel so good that I have another one 

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Last Friday I took acid and mushrooms 
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I did not transcend, I felt like a walking piece of 
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Shit, in a stupid looking jacket 

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I walked around town and felt like I was in Sodom 
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There were filthy people seeking comfort for their bodies 
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It was so obscene 

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Filled with loathing and religious fervor 
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I laid on my friend?s bedroom floor for an hour 
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And tried not to piss my pants               And then I saw Jesus, and he said 

 
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?Whoooooooooo-are-yooouuuu to go against the word of my father? And 
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Whoooooooooo-are-yooouuuu? the scum of the earth? 
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No we are just, we are just, we are just teens of style 
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Oh we are just, we are just, we are just teens of style 


verse 2 
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There were people getting drunk, there were people getting high 
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They were falling to pieces right before my eyes 
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And I said ?mmhmm? a lot (mmhmm) 

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And there was one guy there who kept asking me how does it feel 
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And I didn?t even know how to begin to answer that question 
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So I just said I don't want to talk about it 

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So there I was, just another shitbag civilian 
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Afraid of the cops when I was outside, afraid of my friends when I was inside 
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And I grew tired of the scene              And then my dad showed up, And he was like 

 
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?Whoooooooooo-are-yooouuuu to go against the word of our fathers?" 
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It goes "Whoooooooooo-are-yooouuuu? the scum of the eaaaaaaaaaaaaarth? 
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No we are just, we are just, we are just teens of style 
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No we are just we are just we are just victims of the contemporary style 
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Yes we are just we are just we are just we are just going along with the modern style 
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Now everybody, everybody, everybody?s going along with the modern style, Let?s do it together, it goes:
 

Outro 
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Drugs are better, drugs are better with 
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Friends are better, friends are better with 
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Drugs are better than friends 
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Are better than drugs 
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Are better than friends 
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Drugs are better, drugs are better with 
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Friends are better, friends are better with 
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