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[sid] => 3285
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Segregation Pie
[time] => 2002-09-03 08:56:14
[hometext] => A song about Everyman, from the perspective of a teenager. The chorus is to the tune of twinkle twinkle little star.
[bodytext] => You prance about
singing out I’m sad. I’m mad. You say you’ve hit Say you hit rock bottom. Well what do you know, Mr. Ag-ed teenager? What do you know? Tell me how it is today. Chorus: Life was good then I was born, Now its filled with drugs and porn. I’ll be happy when I die. In my next life, my parents will try. Individuality Now is canned for you and me. You leave your friends Dangling in the garden. They’re mad. They’re sad. You call them all Call them a flock of sheep. Is that the case, Mr. Ag-ed teenager? Why do you laugh? Tell me how it is today. Life was good then I was born, Now its filled with drugs and porn. I’ll be happy when I die. In my next life, my parents will try. Individuality Now is canned for you and me. You lost your life, Your meaningless attachments. You’re mad. You’re sad. All this worthless junk. All this worthless down the drain. So then what’s next, Mister Ag-ed Teenager? It’s all just stuff. That’s how it is today. Look at the crowd, Mister Ag-ed teenager. It’s almost like a mirror. That’s how it is today. Look at yourself, Mister Ag-ed teenager. You’re just like one of them. You’re just like one of me. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 184 [topic] => 34 [informant] => Butterat_Zool [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
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