Right now I don't have anything to write a song about
I'm sitting in my room with my punk rock records out
I just finished up eating my mom's crappy food
I told her that I liked it and I did it so good, and if

She tells me once again
To grow up to be a man
Then I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry

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Tell me
That I'm worthless
That i'm stupid
Cuz I dont care
Tell meI wanna hear it
Cuz I don't need it
Anyway

I guess I made a song all out of nothing after all
It ain't that much but maybe it is something to recall
When you sat home with mom and that and watched the local news
And all you ever wanted was to listen to No Use, what is

This song 'bout anyway
It's just made to obey you thirst no that is sprite so baby

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