"A kid needs to go to college" It's a civil liberty

To hell with that - it will just bring sweet misery

College would be breaking bank

No bailout

No medicine when Dad's sick

Just a recession that leads my mother into a depression

Too bad I couldn't succession from all this shit

I don't want to be hypocritical, but to hell with it

Why do I need to make money? 

Prestige, power, and popularity - fuck that

I'd rather work at Brown's - a clam shack

Must the good times go like festivities?

Year round there should be mistletoe, its a neccessity.




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