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letra de bitchin' - love songs

if only i was caddy, if i could only be a d-ck
i’d have something to relate to with all you bratty kids
“so -and-so all sucks and so-and-so don’t have a clue.”
and guess what? so-and-so thinks the same of you (and you and you)
it’s a wah-wah ho-down and you both
are the lives of the party – laugh last, laugh most
i wish that i could say that i was just a little bit removed
but in the end we’re all the same with all our pouting and our moods

priorities are shot when shiny is the prize
when all of the beholders have boogers in their eyes
what should matter most ends up being less
less is more, more-or-less, when we’re all put to the test

a lady needs a liver, india needs a bath
plastic soup in the ocean, no ozone overhead…
if you think this story can’t end well
then your cup runneth over with the whine you spill so well

we all like b-tching, about nothing. whining and moaning, about nothing

i’m no better and you’re no worse
there is no winner
we’re all the first to laugh at the guy with the gimpy limp
and snicker about the kid with the speech impediment
but then we all feel bad when the internet’s down …
we all love nothing
hey how’s it going? how’s the weather? how’s the job?
how’s that 3rd world nation that you’ve never even heard of?
chances are its still there but how could you care
when there’s so much nothing to be done and you’re not happy with your hair?

my suggestion is in the box, it’s for us both:
show a little love to something else besides yourself
what should matter most always end up being less
less is more, more-or-less, when we’re all put to the test

because we all like b-tching, about nothing
nothing means more than more nothing

i’m no better and you’re no worse. there is no winner
we’re all the first to put down the boy who knows every periodic element
make fun of the girl who can’t spell ‘separate’
laugh at the guy hobbling with the gimpy limp
snicker about the kid with the speech impediment
but then we all feel bad when the internet’s down
crushed when our text can’t go out
bummed about all this food in our mouths

…we all love nothing

- love songs

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