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Circle Jerks The Wild In The Streets

Wild, wild, wild, wild Wild in the streets Wild in the streets Wild in the streets Wild in the streets In the heat of the summer Better call out a plumber

I read the mail today they're throwing me out of town there isn't any way i get to stick around they took my stereo when i turned the volume up and

In a political state carries no weight no consideration your future's at stake yanked out of school for a factory before you can read once the world

Tired of being bossed around getting the run around sweep your floors empty your trash you're the one who makes the cash tired of being a pissant 9

First there was biology then pornography so says the moral majority telling you and me what we can watch and read i don't need some dumb schmuck telling

Really queer me sitting here you seem so sincere your daughter flips the burgers as you reach for a second beer mom says grace,she's learned her place

Question authority have they the right to say how it should be? should one man be able to write it all down? when half the time he can't tell right from

Trapped,i'm trapped trapped,i'm trapped trapped,i'm trapped trapped,i'm trapped what did i do to deserve this? i've painted myself into a corner what

Can you grasp the situation? or is it getting out of hand riots,killing in the streets over the color of a man everybody looks the same with their head