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it devolves into boys talking about sports and hardcore
Posted by buzzorhowl on 2006-09-07 03:42:53 +0000

Dear You:


Posted by pamsterdam on 2006-09-07 11:08:48 +0000
Yep. Every damn day.

Posted by MF DU on 2006-09-07 11:39:27 +0000
The World Is an Oyster, Locked In a Shell. Like the Taste of it, Can't Stand the Smell.

Posted by pamsterdam on 2006-09-07 15:35:12 +0000
This must be the place I can tell by your glare I wouldn't touch you on a dare. Seven months to June and even then, so what? My mouth is open, my book is shut. My air guitar is out of tune My stupid hair is so '82 to you At least I don't fit in. Corner me in chemistry It's all just simple math to me Call me your names Make them stick I'll laugh until I am sick. Glad that that's all through Got better friends than you Just can't remember where I left them. I'll see you all in class--not if I ditch first Expect the best, accept the worst. Walk until your blush subsides Drink beneath the 405 in the ivy And think about that girl. Two grades below, she pierced her nose Way before it was cool Some older guy with a motorbike picks her up after school. This school's a living hell I work and don't get paid, I smoke a lot but can't get laid. Sit and stare, it's all we do All my friends are broken, too.. We're just waiting Waiting to begin. Every day, at least once, for about 10 years now. Damn.

Posted by MF DU on 2006-09-07 17:29:21 +0000
There really are way too many awesome lines on this record: -Wake Me When You're Through Being Cool 'Cause I'm Snorin' -Then The Cops Showed Up - It's Good To Be Awake etc etc etc...

Posted by pamsterdam on 2006-09-07 17:35:10 +0000
...and so many killer couplets. Man.

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