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I dropped outta the old school
Got kicked out of the new school
I got drunk with the girls from the local art school
Got caught painting on the walls Gustav Klimt Rules
Chased after sugary spoonfuls
I shot them down with bottles of rocket fuel
I got the idea there wasn't a thing I couldn't do
I got the idea that I could stay ahead of the wolves
I dreamt of faraway places
While being kicked out of bars for stealing the tips off tables
Living by my wits I was not getting far
I thought I'd do better living off my charms
Chased after sugary spoonfuls
I shot them down with bottles of rocket fuel
I got the idea there wasn't a thing I couldn't do
I got the idea that I could stay ahead of the
Cupid have mercy
Right along go right along
On fools such as me
Right along go right along
You never had it so good
Right along, right along
I ain't saying this to hurt your feelings
You just look at me
No one's ever looked you in the face and said
"We're not like you we're not like you
Your state is not your home and it is
Hostile to you hostile to you
We are strong and as soon as we can
We're gonna get rid of you, get rid of you
And even your friends at the art school
They're going to have to choose
"So you can dream of faraway places
While being kicked out of bars "
Cause I don't like your face
"You get the idea there's not a thing you can do
You get the idea Do you
I dropped out of the old school
I got kicked right out of the new school
I got drunk with some girls from the local art school
Got chased through the streets by the likes of by the likes of you
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