Hip, hip
It's hard to stay hip
When you're lost in a crowd for days
Click, click
Everybody's got their cliques
Sniffing drugs or drinking when they wake
It's a mistake!
Or haven't you heard
That you drove your friends away
Needed help, pass them a sip
It worked for you, it can work for them too
Why talk, why communicate at all
Aren't we all just having a blast getting fucked up
On Tuesday mornings?
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