| Ah, there’s gonna be a killing
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| A killing, killing, killing
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| Drugs are not for healing
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| That guy just ate meat, a-wow!
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| There’s gonna be a beating
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| A beating, beating, beating
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| The kids are on acid
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| And they’re marching down the streets
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| It’s my chemical imbalance
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| Yeah, my head is stuffed with drugs
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| Zoloft keeps me even
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| Being straight-edge rather sucks
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| There is no telling what could happen
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| If my gang was on to me
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| The bullets are a-shooting
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| A shooting, shooting, shooting
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| Paco plucked a pollo
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| That he plans to eat
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| Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck
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| There’s gonna be a juicing
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| A juicing, juicing, juicing
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| I’m sober, but I’m pooping
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| Gorge my colon full of prunes
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| GO GET MORE PRUNES!
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| It’s my chemical imbalance
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| Yeah, my head is stuffed with drugs
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| Zoloft keeps me even
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| Being straight-edge rather sucks
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| There is no telling what could happen
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| If my gang was on to me
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| Well, I was peeing in my room and I was staring at the wall
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| And I was thinking about everything, but, then again, I was thinking about
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| nothing
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| When my same-sex parents walked in and started squealing
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| Mark! |
| Mike! |
| No, Mark! |
| We’ve been noticing you’ve been having a lot of problems,
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| lately
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| And we think it’d be in your best interest if we put you on Selective Seretonin
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| Reuptake Inhibitors
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| And I said, «What the fuck is a Selective Seretonin Reuptake Inhibitor?
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| Why don’t you stick it up your ass like your boyfriend!
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| And who the hell is this Zoloft guy?
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| Some new German, third-party, whathaveyou, weird sexual experience?
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| Just give me a cookie!» |