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Roll up your sleeves Double knot your sneakers Spit on what society believes And Blow up your speakers Cut your finger nails And smear on your war paint Hop off their coat tails Promise you won't faint When I tell you you're on your own That this isn't like the movies No one is gonna throw you a bone And yes, people have cooties The only trust you need Is monetary And you're gonna bleed When things are scary But it's better to be standing alone With a loose grip Than to be condoned Approaching a slip