Summer, so much for her
I've got better things to do
Like sit around and drink alone to some blues
America, America
There's a piece of you for everyone
But no ones allowed here
I can't wait for a new year
We'll be lucky when that comes around
I shot a man on Y2K that no one else knows about
We were too worried about what would happen if our T.V.'s went out
Presidents and residents
What does this button do
Some of us don't believe in you
And we got the right too
Fucking God Bless Us...
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