No Loitering

Proper.

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    2006, my sophomore year
    Moved back to Mississippi‚ made a few friends since I’ve been here
    I guess it’s not that bad?
    The Sun’s going down‚ it’s getting too dark to skate
    JT’s gotta leave‚ their partner says they’ve been out too late
    I hope I’m never whipped like that?
    Well I actually just got dumped and I’m looking to pass
    This self-pathetic-loathing off to anyone brave enough to ask just how I am
    So let’s go to the country club and steal a few bricks of beer
    There’s an old abandoned mansion, I hear the owner just died last year
    Let’s invite a couple friends and get slammed

    'Cause there’s not much else to do
    Unless it involves wedding bells or Harry Potter spells
    100 degrees outside by noon, and I’m not going out in that
    I’ll just watch Martin re-runs back to back
    Wait for the Sun to go down

    5: 30AM‚ debating going to school
    Who invited JR last night?
    He wouldn’t shut up about some band called Tool
    And how we just don’t get it
    Now it’s 10, and I’m making my way up to class
    But my teacher’s a dick so I’ll just slack, sleep‚ and let the time pass
    I promise I’ll try harder next period
    Now I made it to a class that I actually like
    But it’s kinda hard to pay attention when the mall goths in here
    Pick the same stupid fight about how MCR sold out after Bullets
    Lunch rolls around, time to break Michael out of the academy
    Cameron says he knows some easy eastsiders that’ll get my mind off of Tiffany
    Alright it, we’re skipping, let’s do it

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    When it comes to school my best subjects were cutting class and chasing ass
    I’m just no good at following rules
    So we’ll just take the rest of the day off and see if this pays off
    On the other side of town

    Now it’s midnight and those eastsiders had common sense
    So we’ll just do hoodlum shit - steal lawn gnomes, play ding dong ditch; sounds like a good night to me
    Michael’s not cool enough to get invited to any private school parties
    Rich kids waiting for their turn to talk: Look what my parents bought me!
    There’s really not much to see
    I’d rather steal golf carts and go race around the lake
    Than get invited to another Eagle Scout ceremony anyday
    I mean seriously, how fucking boring can you be???

    Let’s scope the block, and pick the locks
    Do donuts in the lot, and piss off some cops

    'Cause there's not much else to do
    Unless it involves hoodlum shit or just kicking it
    Plus no one really thinks we’re cool
    So we’ll just spend the rest of the night out in Katy’s club house

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