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Small town minds
They don't bother you anymore
Never knew what it was all for
But they come knocking
That's for sure
Like those bought police
They follow you on the street
"Take off that filthy punk rock tee
We know your name and where you live."
They don't bother you anymore
Never knew what it was all for
But they come knocking
That's for sure
Like those bought police
They follow you on the street
"Take off that filthy punk rock tee
We know your name and where you live."
The kids just need a way
The kids just need a way
The kids just need a way
Home
Girl, you're so sad
Something is wrong
Close the door, choose a song
Turn it up and sing along
The teacher who prides
"Why don't you come talk to me?
You've got such a big chip on your shoulder."
"No, that's my armor til I'm older."
The kids just need a way
The kids just need a way
The kids just need a way
Home
Big Joe, hold tight Big Joe, hold tight
Big Joe, hold tight
I'm coming
Big Joe, hold tight
Big Joe, hold tight
You know we're gonna get out of here
People don't get crazy
People don't get crazy
People they get crazy
People don't get crazy
We're gonna get out of here
The kids just need a way
The kids just need a way
Home
Girl, you're so sad
Something is wrong
Close the door, choose a song
Turn it up and sing along
The teacher who prides
"Why don't you come talk to me?
You've got such a big chip on your shoulder."
"No, that's my armor til I'm older."
The kids just need a way
The kids just need a way
The kids just need a way
Home
Big Joe, hold tight Big Joe, hold tight
Big Joe, hold tight
I'm coming
Big Joe, hold tight
Big Joe, hold tight
You know we're gonna get out of here
People don't get crazy
People don't get crazy
People they get crazy
People don't get crazy
We're gonna get out of here
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