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| Pig Bop 
 Aint's ahamed to cry
 Sometimes it feels just good enough
 To feel something
 Ain't afraid to try
 Well I fail as good as anybody else
 Lost interest in politics
 When they talk it bores me to the brain
 So this is modern living?
 The more the choice
 The more things stay the same
 
 But when it comes to you
 I must admit I'm at a loss
 I'm so confused
 And when it comes to you
 I don't know how you do what you do
 But I like it
 
 Offer up the fantastic
 I'm sick from all this plastic glamour
 Become a social spastic
 No need to walk through your front door no more
 Market youth their uniform
 If it's so wicked why don't you wear it too
 I'm a mass media casualty
 From taking advice from people that don't have a clue
 
 Sometimes it feels just good enough to feel something
 You make me feel good enough to scream
 
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