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Back Of The Bus Were
the
kids
in
the
back,
talking
trash,
in
the
back
of
the
bus
come
and
join
us Dont
you
tell
me
how
to
live Stop
the
world
and
let
me
off
let
me
off Were
the
kids
in
the
back,
talking
trash,
in
the
back
of
the
bus
come
and
join
us Who
the
fuck
you
pointing
at Stop
the
world
and
let
me
off
let
me
off Were
the
kids
in
the
back,
talking
trash,
in
the
back
of
the
bus
come
and
join
us War Dance Were the kids in the back, talking trash, in the back of the bus come and join us For Love
And
in
a
raging
fit
of
anger Youre
my
girlfriend When
I
told
you
that
your
family You
hold
my
hand Maybe
someday
Ill
feel
sorry
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