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Turn It Down
So your old man went and called you a degenerate bum
And you stood there crackin' on your cinnamon gun
And your Ma was knockin' at your sister's brains
And you couldn't help thinkin' what she hoped to gain
Just then that freak walked in the door
And knocked me to the floor
You said, hey man, you're on some kind of trip
He said, don't give me no lip
Just turn it down, come on turn it down
I can't take no more of that God awful sound
So for God's sake turn it down
Now the suspicious minds of your learned friends
Will eat away at your kind 'til the music ends
And the creep that taught you everything you know
Will hypocritically ask you what the hell you know
He'll go out and mess around, then go home without a sound
You said, hey man, you're some kinda monk
He said, listen here you punk
Just turn it down, come on turn it down
I can't take no more of that God awful sound
So for God's sake turn it down
Turn it down, just turn it down
Come on turn it down, I said turn it down
Come on turn it down, just turn it down
I can't take no more of that God awful sound
So for God's sake turn it down
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So for God's sake turn it down
I can't take no more of that God awful sound
Come on turn it down, just turn it down
Come on turn it down, I said turn it down
Turn it down, just turn it down
So for God's sake turn it down
I can't take no more of that God awful sound
Just turn it down, come on turn it down
He said, listen here you punk
You said, hey man, you're some kinda monk
He'll go out and mess around, then go home without a sound
Will hypocritically ask you what the hell you know
And the creep that taught you everything you know
Will eat away at your kind 'til the music ends
Now the suspicious minds of your learned friends
So for God's sake turn it down
I can't take no more of that God awful sound
Just turn it down, come on turn it down
He said, don't give me no lip
You said, hey man, you're on some kind of trip
And knocked me to the floor
Just then that freak walked in the door
And you couldn't help thinkin' what she hoped to gain
And your Ma was knockin' at your sister's brains
And you stood there crackin' on your cinnamon gun
So your old man went and called you a degenerate bum
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