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Good Clean Fun Miscellaneous Coll-Edge Someday you will look back in fear On all the time that you spent here And at that moment Youll wish you hadnt spent All your book money on beer Your friends are high, your grades are low Couldnt shake a stick at what you know But when it comes to blood alcohol You get a 4.0 Your eyes are red Your lungs are black Stabbed us all right in the back How could you sell out like that Try to fit in with everyone If you dont drink in the dorms Then youre no fun You swore true til death But youre still young Not even true til twenty-one When you went to school I learned for sure If you arent now you never were And if you have a single conviction You dont know what its for Your eyes are red Your lungs are black Stabbed us all right in the back How could you sell out like that To see the bands you never go You dont support the bands You used to know Heres a hint in case youre slow Lollapalooza is not a show You lost the edge and thats not the worst The sad thing is youre not the first Our friendships done, it really hurts But maybe I could have All of your old shirts Your Wide Awake record and Chung King too They cant be worth that much to you Maybe this is not so bad Because now i own all the things you had You swore youd be edge to eternity But now you're pledging a fraternity Your eyes are red Your lungs are black Stabbed us all right in the back How could you sell out like that |
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