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Miss rappin Jon Benet
Big hunk blowin spunk in the back of the top bunk
Slam dunk Daft Punk's voice box in the water kerplunk
Get krunk forget Clyde
Miss rappin Jon Benet
Big hunk blowin spunk in the back of the top bunk
Slam dunk Daft Punk's voice box in the water kerplunk
Get krunk forget Clyde
his new allies,
He forget about school as tears came to his eyes...

And he sang "These are the days...These are the days...
These are the days we will
at the punk rock show 
shoulder to shoulder with his new allies, 
He forgot about school, as tears came to his eyes
And he sang, "These are the days
These
for
Making the same mistakes

Forget about your selfpity
Forget about your petty problems
Forget about your small world

Forget about your
at the punk rock show 
shoulder to shoulder with his new allies, 
He forgot about school, as tears came to his eyes
And he sang, "These are the days
These
that set me free
How could this world be a better place?
But by thy mercy and by thy grace

C'mon, c'mon we'll tell the world about You
C'mon, c'mon
gone they said: "Oh he was daft.
Who cares about that crazy fool." And then they'd start to laugh
But high up on the mountain
When the wind is hitting
the truth that set me free 
How could this world be a better place? 
But by thy mercy and by thy grace 

C'mon, c'mon we'll tell the world about You
the truth that set me free
How could this world be a better place?
But by thy mercy and by thy grace

C'mon, c'mon we'll tell the world about you
C'mon,
that set me free
How could this world be a better place?
But by thy mercy and by thy grace

C'mon, c'mon we'll tell the world about You
C'mon, c'mon
Styles and opinions change faster than the world
For plastic punks seeking teenage pleasure
You don't know what it is to earn your pay
What do you
forget about 'em
Don't worry
If they forget about us
Then hurry
How about the people who don't matter anymore?

East Timor, Timor, Timor
Ooh
Ah,
I am a foreigner 
And I'm walking through new streets
But before I want to I see the same deeds
Inherited by few a power machine
That crushed
I am a foreigner 
And I'm walking through new streets
But before I want to I see the same deeds
Inherited by few a power machine
That crushed
Listen up and I'll tell you what you'll do
Forget about music and alcohol too
Forget about your baby
We got other work for you

Better drink yer
To let em know (This is Compton) Now what's up, punk
Westside rulin all world cause I dump
And the city that I'm from take no shit from a chump
Niggas
what chu niggas say " I bring the funk where you stay"
You can't handle this scandalous nigga raised by the streets
live and die by the heat and all i
forget about 'em
Don't worry
If they forget about us
Then hurry
How about the people who don't matter anymore?

East Timor, Timor, Timor
Ooh
Ah,
blew
Five shots changed my whole life, throats were slit
Niggas die by my orders when I wrote this shit
Though we go back like wild knights at Latin
Johnny says he's bound
By only six strings to this world
Johnny Quest hates sellout bands
And Johnny puxors Ritalin
And Johnny is an angry amputee
I was on top of the world, living high
It was right in my pocket
I was living the life
Things were just the way they should be
When from out
Styles and opinions change faster than the world
For plastic punks seeking teenage pleasure
You don't know what it is to earn your pay
What do you
of
Begging and a lot longer struggling, well ain't it about time, we took back
What is ours.
Punk formed as a movemnet to set right what was wrong:
miss you by your hair 
Survival of the fittest 
Hell for the three time losers 
The prisoners of enemy maneuvers 
Hold down the fort 
Coz life is