Do Not Entry Lyrics

FUCK!...When we're down, I'd love to see the guilty one. I'd
wave the spoiled solace of the underdog.
Bell-brow, leading the fleet. Which compels me to allege the
meat?
The teachers all agree. The saber is green with envy. And I
was (next)...or so the astrologists seemed.
Physical education, as always, increased...A social climax to
say the least. Swallow the marrow of the fortunate few (While)
the innocent lick their chops...
E as in entry! I'm here to mingle with the selfish and
obscene.

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