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SINGER: Dance Hall Crashers
SONG:Stand By
Jot down the words you want me to say make sure they don't conflict with mine in any way make them sound good remember the laws that apply i gave you a buck it's my right to decide pretend your life is squeaky clean pure as the virgin you think your daughter is she laughs in your face as you bring your speech to a close but she's doing it under your nose I don't care who you want to pray to if it makes you happy then go ahead but you claim i'm wrong, what gives you the right just stick to your own life You used to wear your pretty clothes now that the scruff is in, you're left what you used to know but here comes your rules the fashion police are in and suddenly your politics are changing again idolize and criticize push them in the right direction to paradise praise them with guilt distinguish the weak from the strong but knowing that we end up the same in the long run I don't care who you want to pray to if it makes you happy then go ahead but you claim i'm wrong, what gives you the right just stick to your own life The position you had may be lost the position you had may be lost the position you had may be lost the position you had may be lost the position you had may be lost the position you had may be lost the position you had may be lost I don't care who you want to pray to if it makes you happy then go ahead but you claim i'm wrong, what gives you the right just stick to your own life
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