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Well I don't really know what I've done
But they tell me it's 4:21
And the snakes are all shedding the light
While I stockpile secrets
Alone in my darkness
I'm searching the crowd for a smile
But there are no pretty girls in style
In the ninth grade of Hell where I'm from
There are no pretty girls
How come?
For the State of the Union Address
He'll be dressin' himself for the press
They'll be pressing him up to confess
That the state of the union's a mess
And the point is
He's searching the crowd for a smile
But there are no pretty girls in syle
In the ninth grade of Hell where he's from
There are no pretty girls
How come?
There's a man overboard underneath
That don't shut up
Oddly enough he can't speak
But that's not enough
Melody might spring a leak
They can't shut off
A ship slowly sinking at sea
We self destruct
Well they came in the dead of the night
And they looked to be looking to fight
So I challenged the lead to the line
And he broke me like glass
As he passed into presently
Searching the crowd for a smile
But there are no pretty girls in style
In the ninth grade of Hell where they're from
There are no pretty girls
How come?
Well I'm searching the crowd for a smile
But there are no pretty girls in style
In the ninth grade of Hell where I'm from
There are no pretty girls
How come?