The Kids Will Grow Up To Be Assholes

The Paper Chase

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    Good god almighty! The phantom body
    He's gone and done it again, you know he's at it again
    And it's the last thing you should ever do
    But if you look at the abyss, it will look right back at you

    Give you a sense of being stared at

    Calm down, Jonestown
    So help me god I'll drink it down
    We'll be watching you so watch your mouth
    Hold me, armless
    Because we're ready to make you one of us
    We'll be watching you so watch your mouth
    You better watch your mouth

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    The kids will grow up to be assholes
    The kids will grow up to leave you with your house with your plants
    The kids will grow up to be assholes
    The kids will grow up to leave you in your house where you lay

    Remember how we used to laugh all the time?
    I'm fairly sure it was never at the same time
    I am a ghost that haunts your hometown
    I'm around I'm the sounds you swear you swore that

    Calm down, Jonestown
    So help me god I'll drink it down
    We'll be watching you so watch your mouth
    Hold me, armless
    We're ready to make you one of us
    The song won't sing itself so just sing out

    You don't want your messes cleaned
    You don't want your bodies fixed
    You don't want your problems solved, stories all resolved
    You have nothing to lean on
    You don't want your stitches sewn
    'Cause then you'll have the big unknown
    And we'll be watching you so watch your mouth
    You better watch your mouth.

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    Composition: John Ashley Congleton

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