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Mockery
01:47
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I wanna hold you in my arms
I wanna give you all of my charms
So many times I just don't care
I want to kick you down the stairs
Cos I don't want you (Pack it up)
Cos I don't need you (Pack it up)
Taste what I dislike now
You know I'm really proud!
How can you speak to me with such disdain and expect me not to retaliate?
What respect could I ever give you when you condescend and infuriate?
Cos I don't want you (Pack it up)
Cos I don't need you (Pack it up)
Taste what I dislike now
You know I'm really proud!
I'm not so bad
You know I'm sad
Don't believe what you see
I'm not a mockery
Cos I don't want you (Pack it up)
Cos I don't need you (Pack it up)
Taste what I dislike now
You know I'm really proud!
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Snotty Brat
01:50
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Your loathsome ways somehow hide in a haze
And everyone's under your spell
But your eerie stare makes it clear the ugly you can let out
You wanna be the ruler of our city's scene
You think I want to take your place
I never had the desire to be the queen
Don't even wanna see your face!
Sink your teeth into those you love
And you drain them of everything kind
Seeing you around makes me sick
I wish you'd leave this town behind
You think you deserve a bigger scene, you wish I followed you around
Everything you deserve has to be all the rage, your ambition seems to know no bounds
Get out of the city, get out of this place! You gambled, now you'll pay the cost
You treated our friendship like a fucking race and I'm happy to say that you lost
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Vitriol Anthem
02:05
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I want to beat people, and fuck everyone
I want to scream in people's faces, and never say I'm sorry again
They treat you like a victim, they treat you like a fool
When you are inconsistent with their arbitrary rules
I don't want to feel the grip of morality
Or the guilty implications of society's choice of womanly rightness!
We say N O
Is that too much?
My body is my business, I'm sick of bigots shoving shackles on our wrists
And violent pigs can go free again.
I'm tried of being blamed for grown men's actions
Isn't it great? Sex workers' rights are disgraced!
I don't want to feel the grip of morality
Or the guilty implications of society's choice of womanly rightness!
We say N O
Is that too much?
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Bruise Cruise
02:03
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Walking down the sidewalk, looking so tough
You try to catch my eye but I'm calling your bluff
I'm the queen of the wolves, the leader of the pack
I can't be tamed and I won't be held back!
You can't stop me from being smooth
Well I'm gonna dance until my feet are bruised
I'll sneak into your dreams with my rattling beats
You poor damn fool, you're a piece of meat!
I can't get enough, I love the thrill of the chase
You've got a dirty mind behind your pretty face
You're what I want as a partner in crime
You can follow me home and we can waste some time
You can't stop me from being smooth
Well I'm gonna dance until my feet are bruised
I'll sneak into your dreams with my rattling beats
I fell for you, you're just my kind of treat!
You try to play so, so tough
But deep down you know you're just a lush
I dream of dirty things too
Like a love spell to pollute your brain
These kinda silly things make me crave such silly, silly things
What's a girl to do with her mind going right down the drain?
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Theme Song
02:17
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I put a spell on you and now you're mine
You catch me dancing under the moonlight
I'm a brat, that's all right
I'm Hex Kid and I'll make you cry!
I don't wanna grow up
Ain't got no diploma
In your social coma
Nah nah nah!
We don't want that shit
We don't believe in it
Not gonna be your fan
Take a stand!
Ex-Kids!
Nothing that you say will make me sit down and obey
Dirty crazy Lizard Kid, Cabernet, lingerie
We hate you
Not gonna do what you tell me to!
I don't wanna grow up
Ain't got no diploma
In your social coma
Nah nah nah!
We don't want that shit
We don't believe in it
Not gonna be your fan
Take a stand!
Ex-Kids!
Modern life's pace has me lost in a fog
I feel I'm floating through space like an ill-fated dog
Laying down the beat like a slice of lunch meat
Throwing sticks, laying kicks, lookin' so reet!
I don't wanna grow up
Ain't got no diploma
In your social coma
Nah nah nah!
We don't want that shit
We don't believe in it
Not gonna be your fan
Take a stand!
Ex-Kids!
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Ex-Kids Portland, Oregon
Hex Kid: Vox
Lizard Kid: Bass & Vox
Rose Kid: Guitar & Vox
Ham Kid: Drums & Vox
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