I wanna have fun.
I wanna have fun.
I wanna have fun.

I work hard for my money, I do what you say
I cannot afford to go, I cannot afford to stay
The work is easy, the work is fine
The work makes me happy, but doesn't pay a dime

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I wanna have fun
I wanna have fun
I wanna have fun
I wanna have fun

Everything is great, everything is easy
You're not really there, you just wanna be free
Everything changes, every single day
You promised me you'd stay, and now you've gone away

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You're so freakin' pretty, I wanna make you mine
You don't know me, you cannot remember my name
How can I find you? Can you help me to see?
I look deep in my soul, I look at you and I see me

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Get up and go to class. Ahh not today.
Why waste the time? Now's the time to play.

My parents, they don't undestand, they cannot see my master plan.
I'll get out of this town one day and leave all my troubles behind.

In Loser Town, Loser Town is the place where I come from.
Loser Town, Loser Town is where I'm just a clown.
Loser Town, Loser Town is where I rest my head.
Loser Town, Lower Town is where they'll find me dead.
In Loser Town.

In Loser Town, Loser Town is where I'll always be.
Loser Town, Loser Town come and visit with me.
Loser Town, Loser Town where the dim lights shine bright.
Loser Town, Lower Town just can't get it right.
In Loser Town.

I'm on a streak, I'm on a roll. Everything is great down at the mall.
The job is swell and the boss is fine. Too bad the pay sucks.

School is getting really old. In the hall drugs are bought and sold.
I know I'll die before I get old. They'll find me here in Loser Town.

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Standing on a corner
Suitcase in my hand
Got no time for politics
No time to make a stand

Stuck here in the closet
With no handle from inside
Got no chance of getting out
When they turn out the light

Standing on a corner
Suitcase in my hand
Got no time for politics
No time to make a stand

Stuck here in the closet
With no handle from inside
Got no chance of getting out
When they turn out the light

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The suicide raccoons are making an impact
They lie waiting by the side of the avenue to attack

I think I see their point of view
A few more dead, so what's new
A car will never lie
The road will never die

A noble death by the side of the road
The window glare is in your hair

Noble is the man who's cause is just
Fix the problem now
Thoughts are evil
Live to think, think and die

Terrible and twisted are the thoughts of men
I'm sure glad I don't have any of them

Hurry up and wait
Bide my time
Wait in line
Soon it will be my turn

No response
No response at all
The light fades in the distance
The light is out

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I live in the suburbs and it's so nice
Everyone is riding their bikes
Ozzie and Harriet live next door
They'd die of shock if they knew I voted for Gore

Manicured lawns and flower beds
It ain't so bad
I know a kid
Who has two dads

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I live in the suburbs
And I think I like it
I live in the suburbs
And I think I like lit

I live in the suburbs and I have to hide
My Blender subscription from my neighbor's wife
She's horrified by Eminem on the cover
She'd be disgusted by my thoughts of her daughter

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Whitebread America is a funny place
Most of my neighbors are of the same race
There's no character, culture, or soul
Kind of like my friend, Bob Dole

I'm not embarrassed
I have to confess
I like life in my impregnable suburban fortress

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