Dillinger Four Fuck You, Ms. Rochelle Lyrics

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  • 1 Fuck You, Ms. Rochelle
  • 2 An American Banned
  • 3 Thanks for Nothing
  • 4 Twin Cities Sinners, United
  • He was preaching at the bus stop, he was drunk
    Drunk on mouthwash, talkin' shit
    He asked for a cigarette i gave him a mint
    A lady asked will the six be soon
    He asked her if she'd like to take a trip to the moon
    His sarcasm reeked of loneliness

    And i know i hated him through the snow i could see a reflection
    Fragile is the hell we make for ourselves when we acknowledge that the spotlight's on

    He was getting more obnoxious and he wouldn't quit
    Even though our faces read you're full of shit
    And then she split for another stop
    He asked for a smoke again and he was pissed i said no
    He made a fist so i pulled out my dick "try smoking this"
    So similar it was killing me, so full of shit at only 15

    Fragile is the hell we make for ourselves when we acknowledge that the spotlight's on
    He was me in high school, a stereo-type, a well-trained tool
    But since then i've learned that all clowns aren't fools

    But if the me of then could see me now, i'm sure he wouldn't listen up anyhow
    He'd say "I knew you when you used to matter"
    But i've known him since he wasn't so easily flattered

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