It's a badly calculated move
When you think we feel we need to prove
That we paid our fucking dues
Well, you're the one that's fucking new
You'd know if you'd ever spent a day
That these things don't fucking go away
You can see our contract say's
That we get to do this our own way
You can't tell us what to do..don't be punks
You can't tell us where to go.. don't be punks
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