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There's something wrong with the kids in my neighborhood They always listen to music They disregard civil disobedience They'd rather do what they're told They don't drink or fuck off They sit home, and read, expand their minds There's something wrong with the kinds in my cul de sac Their always goin to church They dress well and they're Speaking articulate They show eachother respect They're never late, don't joke or break rules They eat right, study hard They like school There's something wrong From Letras Mania