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Depression Is No Fun
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I Don't Love You Anymore
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493 Ruth
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Jobs Schmobs
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Unlimited Breadsticks, Soup and Salad Days
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No Rest for the Whiny
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25 Hour Goddamn Telethon
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Bike Test 1 2 3
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Side Projects Are Never Successful
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Pizza Claus Is Comin' to Town
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The Last Party (Foul)
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Get Warmer
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Never Trust a Man Without A Horribly Embarrassing Secret
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Even Winning Feels Bad
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Old and Unprofessional
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Blow Your Brains Out on Live TV!!!
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Syke! Life Is AWESOME!
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Congratulations, John, on Joining Every Time I Die
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I'm a Panic Bomb, Baby!
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Big Plans of Sleeping In
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Stand There Until You're Sober
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Does Your Face Hurt? No? 'cause It's Killing Me!!!
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Stuff That I Like
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Ready... Set... No!!!
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My Response to an Article in Alternative Press
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Everybody That You Love
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5 Funerals
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Happy Anterrabae Day!!!
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Showerbeers!
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Sweet Home Cananada
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Future 86
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Dude, Get With the Program
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Vocal Coach
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All Alone in My Big Empty Apartment
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Campaign for a Better Next Weekend
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Funcoland vs. The Southern Electorate
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It Ceases to Be "Whining" If You're Still "Shitting Blood"
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It Shits!!!
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It's Official! We're Booorrrrrriiiiing!!!
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Cold Chillin' Cold Chillin'
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25!
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King of Minneapolis Pts. I & II
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Fresh Attitude, Young Body
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Wednesday Night Drinkball
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Sorry, Brooklyn. Dancing Won't Solve Anything.
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Saddr Weirdr
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Grudge Report
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"FRRRREEEEE BIIIIIIIRRRRD!!!!!! FRRRRREEEEEEEEE BIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRDDDDD!!!!!!!"
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Bomb the Music Industry! (and Action Action) (and Refused) (and Born Against) Are Fucking Dead.
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(Shut) Up the Punx!!!
Brown paper bags metal cans.
Sixty degrees Fahrenheit.
We can't see the stars tonight
'cause apartments generate ambient light
And I'm sorry that we're not already drunk.
Hours later we're getting there
Meters away from the shore
My forty of Corona is just
drops away from being kicked
And I don't know what I'm gonna be tomorrow.
When you stayed overnight making out with a stranger
in the bottom of a boat that belonged to a stranger
and you came home at six in the morning
after being caught ass naked by the dude who threw the party
I thought that we'd never grow up.
I thought that we'd never grow up.
Now all my friends rise at eight.
They go to sleep before midnight.
And I just wanna drink 'til three
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