come on down, hang out with us, hang out at a punkhouse
don't mind all the filth and grime and mud cause it's just a punkhouse
spaghetti stains on the walls and creepy insects in the halls
we'll have a ball
young and dirt poor and having fun and we're never growing up
never growing up
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never growing uppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
Sunday, February 3, 2008
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screeching weasel!
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