I saw you laughin' at pictures in magazines,
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starlings from way back when you were a kid
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and like everyone did you worshipped them till the end
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Then two albums later came short-haired invaders
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and Flannel kicked Leather's ass
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You cursed what you knew was once to be true
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and tried to light Metal with gas
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And the Poseurs are now laughing
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as the Circle of Fads spins again
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and now you dress like my old math teacher
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Starling - I remember Metal Kings
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Starling - Don't forget the Metal Kings
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Hey, were you guessin' that this history lesson
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would not have a chapter for me?
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Yes it's true, I'm not terribly cool
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but I don't have a plan to be
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All the new Poisons just have different toys
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and they all play their part perfectly
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Albeit cooler, my Rockathon Ruler measures a small victory
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Nothing's ever wrong that's real
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And fakebooks can't show you how to feel
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But it's over for me on the day my stomach's full
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JADED!
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And they'll say that we're not cool enough
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when fashion has left us behind
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And we'll just laugh and forget what year it is
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All The New Poisons
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| Ultimate Fakebook |
