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this is what ya get when you don't use your brainthe shit just gets worse and it makes you go insanejust leave the itch alone and you'll be alrightleave the itch alone and you'll make it through the night1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4na, na, no time to fight so whys it gotta bethe machoness is there and everyone can seeyou single someone out and you start a fuckin' fightwell let's just see how much ass you kick tonightgoyou're losing, you're losingyou can't take anymoreyou're losing, you're losinghe has you on the floorbut now you're winning, you're winningthe anger is now thereyou had him by the head and you pulled out all his hairyea break that shit down homiehow long does it feel now that you stole the showkicked out by yourself and no where to gonow you both are feeling tough so you go at it some moreyou punch him in the face. 4 and 4 is now the score
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"No Time" as written by Jack Christopher Allsopp
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