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Text: blink-182. Degenerate (demo).

Crossed the street, naked at night

Bent over to show some moonlight

Whipped out some beer and I gulped it down

Drunk in a gutter is how I was found



Thrown in a police car as the door slammed

No noise, just silence, as I screamed, my thumb was jammed

Now in prison for one month, no one to see

All I've got is this guy Benjamin Dover



Don't like hesh, don't like rap

Don't like Sally 'cause she's fat

I'm a jerk, I'm a punk

Took a shower 'cause I stunk

Smoked a bong, killed a cat

Hit my teacher with a baseball bat

Hit my sister spit on my mom

For a hobby I make bombs



Went to a farm to tip some cows

Forgot that I left my pants down

Bent over to pick them up

Felt a twelve gauge next to my hum-diddy-dum



The farmer took me to his house

Showed me the closet from the inside out

The police came, they took me away

Saw Ben Dover again and he's still gay!



Don't like hesh, don't like rap

Don't like Sally 'cause she's fat

I'm a jerk, I'm a punk

Took a shower 'cause I stunk

Smoked a bong, killed a cat

Hit my teacher with a baseball bat

Hit my sister spit on my mom

For a hobby I make bombs



Don't like hesh, don't like rap

Don't like Sally 'cause she's fat

I'm a jerk, I'm a punk

Took a shower 'cause I stunk

Smoked a bong, killed a cat

Hit my teacher with a baseball bat

Hit my sister spit on my mom

For a hobby I make bombs

Yeah, hoo!