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As ten thousand maniacs emerge form an oasis thats everclear
My soundgarden was invented to blind melons and smash pumpkins
How could a whole nation of crash test dummies hope to release the grapes
of wrath
On the day of Sabbath knowing itll be black
Especially when they might be giants and they take to the air with stone
temple pilots
Im in a parachute club with the motley crew
My b-52, fires nine inch nails
Radiohead, I cause phonetic quiet riots
My tragically hip fight with the spirit of the west
Societys no fucking use to where white zombies have nofx
Now cowboys are turning into junkies
Hanging themselves with lassos, singing blues about rodeos that once
stood true
Have no time to fight with those fools
Alices in chains and cold hearted iron maidens claim the have the ministry
of sound for U2
While everyones raging against the machines
Their watching us on satellites form Georgia
But theres more in my set than Atlantis and it wont crash into Vegas
cause my man smith has the arrow
The moral to this peril is Hades have no fury and mcs scorn
And I would continue this verse but nothing rhymes with orange!!


[Thanks to madchild91@hotmail.com for these lyrics]