Time to make her do
You know that you can't

You know that you can't
So you don't even try

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And he will cry
Cry

And you sit by yourself
And you, try too hard
You don't know
What to do

And you sit by yourself
And you don’t try to run
So you go downtown
And you beat him up
'Cause it's the thing to do
When you, feel alone
And you see the loser
So you throw him down
And he cries for his
Mother and his father
And you laugh in his face
'Cause he's a fool

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Ah!

And you go downtown
And you beat him up
'Cause he looks like a freak
With no front teeth
And he cries
And he cries
And he cries
And he cries

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A self-serving soft boy
Making such a spectacle
Put him down boy
He's always going on about
How he anticipates death
And he doesn't know terror
'Cause he sleeps with the dead
And I don't care
For he's a foolhardy kid
No, he is no joy