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'There's something wrong with the kids in my neighbourhood
They always listen to mom
They disregard civil disobedience
They'd rather do what they're told
They don't drink, or fuck, or fight
They sit home, and read, expand their minds
There's something wrong with the kinds in my cul de sac
Their always goin to church
They dress well and they're
Speaking articulate
They show each other respect
They're never late, don't smoke
or break rules
They eat right, study hard
They like school
There's something wrong with the kids in my neighbourhood'
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