't want to hear it, I just want to kill it. All this shit piled up so fast, and now it's time to take out the trash. And it's easy to be led astray, and
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don't want to hear it, I just want to kill it. All this shit piled up so fast, and now it's time to take out the trash. And it's easy to be led astray
takin' a ride So, take another pill from your purse Take a little ride in a hearse We're takin' a ride We're takin' a ride We're takin' a ride, take
out of more pep Expensive and explosive Take, take, take, take out the trash Take out the nasty pile of mash Take out the fallen grey hash Hey, take out the trash
he did Girl, why not take out the trash? Girl, why not take out the trash? Ah, come on, girl, why not take out the trash? And once you get him out
love with the girl who works at the store Where I'm nothing but a customer I'm a customer Yeah, I'm a customer I'm a customer How about cigarettes? I'll take
a, I want a folding chair St. Paul Civic Center Giving me a eight dollar and fifty cent I bought a headache I bought a headache Headache Smoking marijuana that's comin' out
I hate her now The way I used to love her Well, don't ask why, don't ask why, don't ask why, why (Why?) You're goin' out of my mind I'm stayin' out
, well that ain't no fun Oh you won't ever say that it's so You're in love and I'm in trouble Yeah! Spend my cash, waste my time Take out the trash,
Hey I hate music Sometimes I don't I hate music It's got too many notes I hate my high school Sometimes I went Hate music Man I never Heaven sent Tommy
One, two, three, four Your radio is playin' rather loud It don't sound like me Your attitude you know, not so proud That don't bother me I'm gonna keep
'll call you on Saturday I'll love you till Friday Come on Some girls are a pain in my life, when they try to be my wife So some may come, some may stay out
need more cigarettes More cigarettes, I need Everybody's waiting, sittin' on a stool Black leather jacket, and she's oh so cool Everybody's waiting, they better show Chased out
Yeah Irresponsibility's my closest friend Forget my duty, obligation Tell me about the city ordinance Tell me that we're insubordinate Plan tomorrow,
Everybody gotta go Otto, Otto Everybody gotta go Otto to Everybody wants to know Otto, Otto Everybody wants to know Otto to Stop everybody gotta go Otto
Raised in the city Ready to run Cruise to the lake Fun fun fun Dis-inclined to groove around Raised in the city Raised on beers She gots rubber In all
Oh, everybody that's on my block They're tired of me, that ain't no shock And I ain't got no idols I ain't got much taste I'm shiftless when I'm idle