Punkirock

In school I learned that studying ain't for me
It got me down

The guitar, the passion that fills our hearts
Our heroine

Working and working without the desire to pamper
Got us down (got us down)

And being a robot and following a schedule
Melted us

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Greetings to the chores that provide us fruity loops
And also catwalk (and also catwalk)

And a shoutout to me, Johnny, Tommy, and DeeDee
They killed it

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