Your Average Run of the Mill Straight Edge Song (исполнитель: Charles Bronson)

You get so mad and tell me I'm a bore
Cuz I don't wanna hang around your stupid crowd no more
I think I'd rather stare at my [bad word] wall all night
Then go out with a bunch of jerks that act so [bad word] loud

I don't wanna be like you cuz I don't wanna die
I decided long ago that's some [bad word] I'll never try
I got better things to do than to blow my cash on that
I don't want to waste my mind, wreck my body, and turn my back

I know I'm a dying breed so do I need to ask why
All the [bad word] straight edgers are now a bunch of [bad word] 
Just last year they markered up their hands
But now all they say is, "Oh I don't give a [bad word] "

So what if I'm a straight, is that so hard to accept?
At least I'm not like you and have nothing left
I'm going someplace in this world and it's not a [bad word] grave
And you just laugh at me. At least I'm not a [bad word] up slave.
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