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"House Music"

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I'm young and foolish, don't you just know
Give me a reason, I'll have a go.
Beat up a wrinkly, break in a gaff
Thieve what I can't have, I'm not daft.
Shoot some pool, go get wrecked
Get some pills right down the neck.
Go for a joyride, in me nicked car
Leave it gutted at the next bar.
Smash a shop window, get some jewels
This is the '90s, stuff the rules!
They're meant for breaking, give the world shit
Then when I've finished, home for a bit.
To the embankment, my paper box
On the way there, nick some socks.
Winter a coming, nights are cold
Why should I worry, I won't get old.
I'll never get a house, or a job
RAP OF THE '90s, I'm a yob.

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