An imitation from New York
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You’re made in Japan
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From cheese and chalk
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You’re hipy tarts hero
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’Cos you put on bad show
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You put on bad show
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Oh don’t it show
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Still oh out on those pills
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Oh do you remember
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Think it’s well playing Max’s Kansas
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You’re looking bored
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And you’re acting flash
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With nothing in your gut
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You better keep yer mouth shut
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You better keep yer mouth shut
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In a rut
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Still oh out on those pills
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Do the sambo
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Four years on
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You still look the same
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I think about time
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You changed your brain
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You’re just a pile of shit
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You’re coming to this
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Ya poor little faggot
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You’re sealed with a kiss
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Kiss me
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Think it’s well playing in Japan
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When everybody knows Japan is a dishpan
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You’re just a pile of shit
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You’re coming to this
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Ya poor little faggot
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You’re sealed with a kiss
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Still oh out on those pills
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Cheap thrills, anadins, aspros, anything
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You’re condemned to eternal bullshit
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You’re sealed with a kiss
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Kiss me
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A kiss a kiss you’re sealed with a kiss
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A looking for a kiss you’re coming to this
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I wanna kiss anything
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Oh kiss this eh boy
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New York
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| Prodigy |
