When I grow up
I’m gonna be a super model
But I’m stuck working at McDonalds
And I hate their Happy Meal
And I know
That one day I’m gonna blow up
But for now I’m cleaning throw up
Off this fast food floor
I’ve got no car
For me it’s public transportation
To another night of masturbation
Outside your window
I think it’s cute
All your subtle flirtations
And all your orders of protection
Of 100 feet or more
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They say love is for the dreamers
You can find love in your hand
You log on to World of Warcraft
But there’s no love, only men
I woke up
And my car was acting shitty
And isn’t it a pity
That I’m already late for class
On top of that
I’ve gotta teach a bunch of ingrates
To solve and differentiate 2+2
I’d be amazed
If they grew up with conviction
Instead of convicts with addiction
To sniffing Elmer’s glue
I’ve had enough
Now it’s to the cafeteria
To start a mass hysteria
While I piss in their soup
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Dag Nabbit
Why did I have to wake up
I was waiting for death to take me
In the middle of the night
I’ve been on this earth
For far too long
Lost the use of my schlong
What’s the point of going on?
These damn kids
Yell and scream all night long
And they won’t get off my lawn
Until I chase them with gun
But I have fun
I play bingo every Friday
I ride my scooter on the highway
In only my bath robe
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{RAID INTERLUDE}
{CHORUS}
They say love is for the dreamers
They say love is for the teachers
They say love is for the seniors
For us men
