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Nothing gets inside me nothing gets under my
skin nothing gets inside my head yeah yeah yeah
just this past Friday night everything felt right
til some bozo went and ruined it all dickhead,
jumped up on the stage seig-heiled jumped back down
again crowd dragged him outside and beat him down,
we might be broke chumps but we don't need your five
bucks oh no you and your racist friends stay home go
start a fight at your house just this past Saturday
night everything felt wrong we got kicked out before
we got it on ted was skating around the bar the
bouncing owner went too far we got the boot that
night we made no friends we might be broke chumps but
we don't need your attitude I'm not gonna beat
no money outta you who need syour money romms
and food rooms and dinner