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Back stabbing - pill grabbing. Fucking up - no brains at all. No time to think - beat you up. Dope floats round - dope takes control. I overheard you saying that I suck (behind my back!). Creeping up behind me, sticking a knife in my back (deep inside!). What the fuck you're doing, judging people by the way they look (not like you!). You never understood anyway... You never understood some things work both ways. Never thought these things concerned even you. When someone walks through that door, you got your comment ready. "You're too old, you're not a punk, get out of here, don't come back!". If you're so smart and know it so well, why you're still so down the drain, don't bother me. With the pills you take, spend your last dime on, still beg for more. Money makes everyone your friend for a quarter, you kiss ass trembling, waiting for your next welfare cheque. You seem to forget some truths work both ways, never judge people by the way they look, 'cause if you can, Mister, you're a better man than I. You suck, you're a cunt (Lyrics: Henry; Music: Jansel/Rat Patrol)

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from Not A Youth Cult, released September 1, 1992

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