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I don't understand why I do what I do I'm just a bored teenager sniffing glue Monkeys and robots monkeys and robots They're not so different you know I'm trying to understand Trying to explode the upper hand Trying to procreate without Fucking and breeding Fucking and breeding Fucking and breeding Fucking and breeding I'm disappointed in Y2K Why didn't things turn out that way? I'm trying to afford Everything I always asked for Everything they said was in store Uh huh uh huh uh huh Yeah I went to college, yeah I got a job But I still can't figure out how to join the mob I'm trying to understand Trying to explode the upper hand Trying to procreate without Fucking and breeding and fucking and breeding and fucking and breeding Fucking and breeding Yeah, I know what we gotta do I know what we gotta do Gotta turn Elvis Presley into Che Guevara Elvis Presley Or Madonna Into Che Guevara Elvis Presley Madonna Che Guevara Barack Obama killed something in me Barack Obama killed something in me And I'm gonna get him for it I'm gonna get him for it I'm gonna get him for it I'm gonna get him for it I'm gonna get him for it I'm gonna get him for it I'm gonna get him for it I'm gonna get him for it