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What Will He Do Next?

Whatever The Fuck I Want

Created on 2007-07-06 17:42:34 (#13321212), last updated 2008-09-04

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Name:	Steve Williams
Birthdate:	10-09
Location:	Los Angeles, California, United States

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Well we don't need no one to tell us what to do
Oh yes we're on our own
And there's nothing you can do
So we don't need no one like you
To tell us what to do

We don't refer to the past
When showing what we've done
Our generation gap
Means the war is never won
The past is in your head
THE FUTURE'S IN OUR HANDS!

Cos I'm a brat
And I know everything
And I talk back
Cos I'm not listening
To anything you say

And if you count to 3 (one, two, three)
You'll see it's no emergency
You'll see I'm not the enemy
Just a Prisoner of Society

Well we don't need no one to tell us what to do
Oh yes we're on our own
And there's nothing you can do
So we don't need no one like you
To tell us what to do

Cos I'm a brat
And I know everything
And I talk back
Cos I'm not listening
To anything you say

And if you count to 3 (one, two, three)
You'll see it's no emergency
You'll see I'm not the enemy
Just a Prisoner of Society

(GO!)

Well we don't need no one to tell us what to do
Oh yes we're on our own
And there's nothing you can do
So we don't need no one like you
To tell us what to do

We don't refer to the past
When showing what we've done
Our generation gap
Means the war is never won
So we don't need no one like you
To tell us what to do

Cos I'm a brat
And I know everything
And I talk back
Cos I'm not listening
To anything you say

And if you count to 3 (one, two, three)
You'll see it's no emergency
You'll see I'm not the enemy
Just a Prisoner of Society

Society, Society
Society, Society
Society!
-Prisoner Of Society
The Living End

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'" - Kerouac

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