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    Wasted half my fuckin' life
    To learn the golden rule
    But now I just can't get ahead
    No matter what I do
    College education and punk is what to do
    I was told with proper schooling
    That I'd get much more
    Diplomas don't mean shit to a guy
    Who sweeps the floors
    It's a joke and I fell for it
    A piece of paper is all I have
    I keep it framed above my bed
    But I'd rather have decent job instead
    It only shows I wasted time
    When I finished school I thought that life
    Would soon be cool
    Now I work at hagen-daz and feelin' like a fool
    I like to dream of Wall St. when I'm sleeping in a slum
    Now I'm over-qualified and still a useless bum
    My accounting degree makes it so easy
    To figure 40 times the minimum wage
    I spend everyday handing out resumes
    It's no wonder that I'm filled with this never ending rage
    Gotta get a better job gotta make ends meet
    To get my mind out of the gutter and
    My ass off the street
    Way too many graduates and far too little jobs
    Feel like sending applications packed with letter bombs

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    Composición: Jughead's Revenge

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