He's got no time for conversation, no long terms dreams.
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He's white and he's angry from a wealthy family tree.
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Polishes the twenty-twos on his SUV,
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a passion for lifting weights and dirty magazines.
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In his mind he pops a wheelie perpetually,
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revs up the crotch rocket right into the sea.
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He wants to be an action star, but his hairline recedes.
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He lives in the suburbs and he's freakin' eXtreme.
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Pleasure over progress, a motto so obscene.
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Why tap logic or reason when there's ladies on the scene?
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It's a tragedy. Ha!
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No worries... he's freakin' eXtreme! eXtreme!
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Freakin' Extreme!
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| Kingston Falls |
