D.G.O

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Bryan Scary - Pop

D.G.O

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You: It's my party I can do what I like Gonna treat myself to a fiscal hike Then I'm gonna meet my buddies down at the bar Gonna go to a movie Gonna see a big show Breathing out my nostrils every place I go I'll breathe in, I'll breathe out, then I'll sneeze - I'll look like a star Us: Don't Go Outside My fellow animal Yes I believe you have been to school Yes I believe your mind still runs But if you go outside you'll be a rare kind of son of a gun Yes if you go outside you'll be a rare kind of son of a gun You: I've been thinking bout my best friend Jim Maybe I'll go have a little fun with him It's time we got ourselves out of this itty bitty box We'll go to a beach and we'll sit on the sand And everyone will be there shaking everybody's hand We'll lick each others bodies and we'll sniff each other's — auras Us: Don't Go Outside My darling fellow man Yes I believe you've read a book Yes I believe you've seen the sun But if you go outside you'll be a rare kind of son of a gun Yes if you go outside you'll be a rare kind of son of a gun You're gonna kill my grandma, you're a real kind of son of a gun You: This isn't fair, this is so overblown US: Don't go outside, stay at home! YOU: I want to live, I'm young, this just isn't right US: Maybe you should just stay in tonight! YOU: But I need to be where my friends all be US: Be where you are, there's nothing to see! YOU: But I'm not you - and I'm dying to go out Wait - where did everybody go? US: We died - you went out!

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