Kids are all hopped up…

Sheena is a punk rocker

…and ready to go

Baby I love you

I wanna be your boyfriend

But you don’t come close

Carbona not glue

Now I wanna sniff some glue

Mom threw out the glue

Pyschotherapy

Gimme gimme shock treatment

I wanna be well

Put me on a plane

I can’t control my fingers

In a crazy world

Well I’m against it

I don’t care about this world

I just don’t know why

I don’t wanna go…

No one cares, nobody knows

…there’s something down there

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