(Jian)
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Well, it was me, you, and Jacko
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and your new buddy Tacco
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(rest)
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No cause for alarm,
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about the flag on his arm.
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(Jian)
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You said the politics matter,
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but we're all getting fatter.
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(rest)
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You'll take what you get,
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with this Republican vet.
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(All)
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Well, have you really changed
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that much since school?
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when any Nazi couldn't swim in your pool?
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Your new boyfriend's a bit
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of a right wing shit.
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(Jian)
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We gave the finger to Sony,
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and threw macaroni.
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(rest)
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When we first kissed,
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and Mulroney was pissed.
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(Jian)
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You said that you would never end up,
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with a Goldwater send-up
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(rest)
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Well that's what you said,
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when we were both in debt.
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(All)
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Well, have you really changed
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that much since school?
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when any Nazi couldn't swim in your pool?
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Your new boyfriend's a bit
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of a right wing shit.
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(guitar solo)
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(All)
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Well, have you really changed
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that much since school?
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when any Nazi couldn't swim in your pool?
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You've just got to admit
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he's a right wing shit!
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he's a right wing shit!
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he's a right wing shit!
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he's a right wing shit!
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From the Liner:
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(Dave-vocals, guitar; Jian-lead vocal, drums; Mike-vocals, electric guitar; Murray-vocals, bass)
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Your New Boyfriend
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| Moxy Fruvous |
