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I walked into this place to meet the human race To satisfy my thirst, to gather with my friends Forget the foolish ways I got tired of today To see what's going on with the freaks of the world Yes, I was right 'bout the freaks of the night I pretend I don't see but they come right to me They mourn in my ear about the things that they fear Why don't they stay home, with their family It's the night of the living dead You can run but you cannot hide Tonight they are everywhere They put me in a state of fight Wrong people with wrong faces Have put wrong music on Wrong women with wrong asses Dance on a stupid song Wrong guys with wrong ideas Sip from a cocktail glass Wrong hips generation X Are smoking too much grass From Letras Mania