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Pennywise About Time Perfect People All the perfect people sha Staring back at me on tv in magazines look so good like a box of fresh twinkies What the hell happened to me? So I took a drive to a rich and wealthy country Saw everything I wanted and everything I need Went right up and tried to join their party You oughta seen the look when they saw me Fucked up eyes stupid grin Perfect people won't let me in Who's who list where's my name They won't let me join their game I bet that you think that I'm insane There's no one left for me to blame Screw the perfect people Fuck they all look the same We're not much to look at Too short dumb and so fat Never gonna win a beauty pageant its a curse Always gonna be a better doorman At the best clubs How could things be any worse? Don't have much to go on don't want your opinion Don't have much to gain and I ain't got much to lose Looks like you got it all and I'd really like to Get some You got something I could use |
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