1. |
Where's The Pint Fiend?
02:51
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2. |
Outsider
02:39
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3. |
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4. |
Unapproachable
02:17
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5. |
Take 5
00:37
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6. |
No Clue/Tuning Out
03:01
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7. |
Fuck The Tavern
01:13
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You're Bar is Full of Guidos
And Stupid Metro Fucks (Fucks)
Filled with Stupid Antics by Stupid Coke Sluts (Sluts)
I Still can't believe my friends dragged me here
Hey Bar Keep its been like 10 min where the fuck is my beer?
Fuck The Tavern
Fuck The Tavern
I'm never coming here again
Fuck The Tavern
Fuck The Tavern
I'm ditching all my friends
The Jukebox sucks its all pop songs
Fucking 80's hair metal and Journey Singalongs
I go to the Jukebox I dont wanna spend a dime
Did somebody really put the same Poison song on for the 800th time?
Fuck The Tavern
Fuck The Tavern
I'm never coming here again
Fuck The Tavern
Fuck The Tavern
I'm ditching all my friends
This Place sucks
I dont wanna be
I'm heading off to Katies
You know where to find me
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8. |
More fun to be Mean
02:31
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9. |
I'm not doing that!!!
01:11
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10. |
Boring Boring
02:33
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11. |
Meat
01:37
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