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Backstage, everybody wants a piece of JD Kathleen's on the phone and I got to go get paid See, promoter's making small talk, He says we knocked his socks off Cinna-mint, inter-net, cinnamon and butter-buns! Who's got the keys? Oh! Look, man, we just got to get some sleep He says, "do you guys need a place to stay?" No, no thanks, just point us at the highway. She said, she likes it better when we're angry "Sing that song again that makes me think you're gonna spank me!" Head on my jacket like a pillow in the van When I close my eyes I'm in a cross-town cab Hey, who wants to party? Those girls outside just asked me Check out's late and they seem cool, so Oh ok, ok, ok Hey we want a universal healthcare deal Letras de cancionesAnd we want Kissinger on trial for real We got a right wing king making third world war Assholes, oil-guys! How many shows 'til we're back in New York? Killer's got us packed up, coffee in a travel mug Thinks she got the mix all right, says she wants to drive tonight The power amp we call the "pamp" The S-2000, we call it the "samp" The MPC’s do not come on tour They used to, back when we were hardcore Hey these girls say that this town sucks! They just wanna know if they can come with us Hey, who wants to party? Those girls outside just asked me Check out's late and they seem cool, so Oh, ok, ok, ok . . . From Letras Mania