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Puffing rings of bright green smoke at least a mile wide
We're choking on the product waste of our social pride
There's no way to measure levels of this toxic melody
It's just a little slice of Hell garbled by everyone we see
Can't there ever be an end to this mental infirmity

Class has started, so let's show the world how we're all prodigies
Of a school that only teaches lessons of retards' effigies
Now we'll show true genius with a silent elegy
As unconcious fingers pass the words on, swiftly key by key
Can't there ever be an end to this mental infirmity

Will we ever stop passing on second-hand stupidity