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Lesson One...I've got an overdue library book in the trunkAnd your dad still thinks I'm gayChris threw up on my shirt, he was drunkJodie Foster's still a babeDon't you want to get out of the East Bay?It's too late to have fun at the open showsLets spend some more time on the internetTell the message board kids what they already knowThere it goes, another year has diedAnd we're just fine, laying lowOn the hot, burntly sidewalkI sleep sound, underground,And we hold each other upKnow I will die at your hand;The supply and demand has got oldI've got an overdue library book in the trunkAnd your dad still thinks I'm gayChris threw up on my shirt, he was drunkJodie Foster's still a babeDon't you want to get out of the East Bay?SongtexteIt's too late to have fun at the open showsLets spend some more time on the internetTell the message board kids what they already knowThere it goes, another year has diedAnd we're just fine, laying lowOn the hot, burntly sidewalkWe sleep sound, underground,And we hold each other upKnow I will die at your hand;The supply and demand has no holdAnd I won't hang out with my shirt offIn front of no one, but youOh no, there it goes, another year has diedAnd we're just fine, laying lowOn the hot, burntly sidewalkI sleep sound, underground,And we hold each other upKnow I will die at your hand;The supply and demand has no hold Aus Songtexte Mania