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100 Onions


Up on your hill you take your class
Avoiding Reality 101
And then you’ll skip, you lazy ass
‘cause when your hip learning zip is job one

 

So flip another burger baby, I’ll be up in lights
Wait another table, I’ll be ruler of the night
You’ll be intellectual and I’ll be really dull
But you’ll be reading spines and I’ll be in a skull

 

I don’t mean to hurt you little “friend”
I’m just expelling my demons again

 

But I couldn’t turn your head if I was dead
and tread on on bloody bunions
over broken glass on tippy toes
And I couldn’t make you cry if’n I died
and diced 100 onions
Underneath your vast elitist nose

 

And when we met, your song and dance
Je ne sais quoi, tres l’amour and vamoose!
I did spelunk your fancy pants
And to be blunt for such a runt, you were loose

 

I don’t mean to hurt you little “friend”
But I must oust with the Faust once again

 

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And now your gone, malignant cyst
Have a nice day, au revoir and buh bye!
And your black heart, so Jingoist
The only art you’ll impart will be lies

I don’t mean to hurt you little “friend”
I’m just expelling my demons again


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