La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la...
Springfield's looking pretty dusty today -- I see their dreams coming undone.
The view from inside ward nine affords this much, a town teeming with the unloved.
Close the window and lock it so it's good and tight.
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la... La-la-la-la-la...
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Turning eighteen and trying not to look too lost... have a not-so-nice day.
The jacket makes me straight so I can just sit back and bake.
You know I think I'm gonna stay... talking very loud but no one hears a word I say.
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la... La-la-la-la-la...
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la... La-la-la-la-la...
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Come visit me tonight at eight o'clock and then you'll see how I am not the crazy one.
Voices tell me I'm the shit. Twenty days go by and every day looks the same...
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la... La-la-la-la-la...
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la... La-la-la-la-la...
I'm the shit.
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