The Hors d'Oeuvres
Routine
Who knows what to do now high school is overAnother drunken night, never soberI still can't believe this is all goin' to endThis time next yearWill we still be friendsNo more late night talksNo more partiesAnd I'm sorryWe're all leaving nowOur time has come they sayTo grow upAnd make our own waySo I'll just blameEveryone around meWhy are they all so keen onPreserving routine constantlyOr shouldn't IRaise any objectionIn fact I'd rather bend than breakNo more late nights out'Cause we're all groundedThrow it in the woodsI still cannot believe this is all goin' to endThis time next yearI know we'll still be friends
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