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mmm

I think this is complete and in the right order, correct me if I'm wrong though:

I’m just a no good ruffian, Never done anything right kind of kid, With a view like a bandit from the bottom of the world, Ashing my blunt wraps curled, As I talk to my mom on a Blackberry Pearl, That I stole from the Verizon Store, And I was being nice before, But now the fun is over, this is revolution I’m sure.

I’m just a drop-out, burn-out, nothing to write home about. Middleclass, skinny-ass, acting like a punk-ass half-a-pack smoker, After class dope toker with a Brookes Brothers button-down, I haven’t washed in weeks now. Son, this shit is just begun. Expect more as soon as all my friends are grown up and living in suburbia, We’ll still be strung out, driving down the Drag now, I hope I’m not disturbing ya’

And we had plans, but man, you went to Texas Tech, And spent the first semester dropping acid like an Aztec, And I went out of state, but man it’s okay, It’s all okay, We’re just dumb kids anyway. Oooh I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to, And I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time,

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to. And I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to do. 5 o’clock, after school, we’re sparking up, 9 o’clock we’re starting up, 1 o’clock we’re getting drunk. And you got right, like we hadn’t, You’re driving us south like you’re throwing a mallet, And we got the 40s from Catherine, Cause the party don’t stop just cause some fuckers had it. Man, I left your 30 milligrams of Ritalin in the minivan,

Afraid of spilling, higher than fucking Lhasa boss ya’. Understand me clearly? Ooh I know you feel me. Let’s buy some more cigarettes, forgot I wasn’t finished yet. Forgot why I smoke this shit in the first place, It’s keeping me from your place, It’s keeping me out of date, just say it, I’m just a no good ruffian, Never done anything right kind of kid, With a view like a bandit from the bottom of the world, Ashing my blunt wraps curled

As I talk to my mom on a Blackberry Pearl. It’s sick; watch us fighting in the street lights, Think about the revolution on the coffee table’s white lines, man, Let’s go surfing and smoking I can’t fix this mess, Fuck the test I’ll take a make-up, fuck the make-up I need rest, I got some problems, I know, I want to be a punk and I want to get stoned, Let’s go to the ocean, fuck the ‘rents man go to Negril.

I want to be kid man I won’t never be killed, I want to be a kid man I won’t never be killed, I want to be a kid and I won’t never be killed. And I said Ooh I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of trouble for you, And I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of trouble for you. And all my friends are fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of trouble for you And I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time. I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to do.



Josh

Lyrics
(c) Eartha Mk

I’m just a no good ruffian, Never done anything right kind of kid, With a view like a bandit from the bottom of the world, Ashing my blunt wraps curled, As I talk to my mom on a Blackberry Pearl, That I stole from the Verizon Store, And I was being nice before, But now the fun is over, this is revolution I’m sure.

I’m just a drop-out, burn-out, nothing to write home about. Middleclass, skinny-ass, acting like a punk-ass half-a-pack smoker, After class dope toker with a Brookes Brothers button-down, I haven’t washed in weeks now. Son, this shit is just begun. Expect more as soon as all my friends are grown up and living in suburbia, We’ll still be strung out, driving down the Drag now, I hope I’m not disturbing ya’

And we had plans, but man, you went to Texas Tech, And spent the first semester dropping acid like an Aztec, And I went out of state, but man it’s okay, It’s all okay, We’re just dumb kids anyway. Oooh I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to, And I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time,

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to. And I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to do.
5 o’clock, after school, we’re sparking up, 9 o’clock we’re starting up, 1 o’clock we’re getting drunk. And you got right, like we hadn’t, You’re driving us south like you’re throwing a mallet, And we got the 40s from Catherine, Cause the party don’t stop just cause some fuckers had it. Man, I left your 30 milligrams of Ritalin in the minivan,

Afraid of spilling, higher than fucking Lhasa boss ya’. Understand me clearly? Ooh I know you feel me. Let’s buy some more cigarettes, forgot I wasn’t finished yet. Forgot why I smoke this shit in the first place, It’s keeping me from your place, It’s keeping me out of date, just say it, I’m just a no good ruffian, Never done anything right kind of kid, With a view like a bandit from the bottom of the world, Ashing my blunt wraps curled

As I talk to my mom on a Blackberry Pearl. It’s sick; watch us fighting in the street lights, Think about the revolution on the coffee table’s white lines, man, Let’s go surfing and smoking I can’t fix this mess, Fuck the test I’ll take a make-up, fuck the make-up I need rest, I got some problems, I know, I want to be a punk and I want to get stoned, Let’s go to the ocean, fuck the ‘rents man go to Negril.

I want to be kid man I won’t never be killed, I want to be a kid man I won’t never be killed, I want to be a kid and I won’t never be killed. And I said Ooh I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of trouble for you, And I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of trouble for you. And all my friends are fine, So don’t you waste my time, And I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time. I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to do.



Oceanographer Radio

I’m just a no good ruffian, I’m just a no good ruffian,

Never done anything right kind of kid

With a view like a bandit from the bottom of the world

Ashing my blunt wraps curled

As I talk to my mom on a Blackberry Pearl

That I stole from the Verizon Store

And I was being nice before

But now the fun is over, this is revolution I’m sure.

I’m just a drop-out, burn-out, nothing to write home about

Middleclass, skinny-ass, acting like a punk-ass half-a-pack smoker

After class dope toker with a Brookes Brothers button-down

I haven’t washed in weeks now

Son, this shit is just begun

Expect more as soon as all my friends are grown up and living in suburbia,

We’ll still be strung out, driving down the Drag now,

I hope I’m not disturbing ya’

And we had plans, but man, you went to Texas Tech

And spent the first semester dropping acid like an Aztec

And I went out of state, but man it’s okay

It’s all okay

We’re just dumb kids anyway

Oooh I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to

And I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to

And I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to do

5 o’clock, after school, we’re sparking up

9 o’clock we’re starting up

1 o’clock we’re getting drunk

And you got right, like we hadn’t

You’re driving us south like you’re throwing a mallet

And we got the 40s from Catherine,

Cause the party don’t stop just cause some fuckers had it.

Man, I left your 30 milligrams of Ritalin in the minivan

Afraid of spilling, higher than fucking Lhasa boss ya’

Understand me clearly? Ooh I know you feel me

Let’s buy some more cigarettes, forgot I wasn’t finished yet

Forgot why I smoke this shit in the first place,

It’s keeping me from your place,

It’s keeping me out of date, just say it,

I’m just a no good ruffian,

Never done anything right kind of kid

With a view like a bandit from the bottom of the world

Ashing my blunt wraps curled

As I talk to my mom on a Blackberry Pearl

It’s sick; watch us fighting in the street lights

Think about the revolution on the coffee table’s white lines, man,

Let’s go surfing and smoking I can’t fix this mess

Fuck the test I’ll take a make-up, fuck the make-up I need rest

I got some problems, I know,

I want to be a punk and I want to get stoned,

Let’s go to the ocean, fuck the ‘rents man go to Negril

I want to be kid man I won’t never be killed

I want to be a kid man I won’t never be killed

I want to be a kid and I won’t never be killed

And I said Ooh I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of trouble for you

And I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of trouble for you

And all my friends are fine

So don’t you waste my time

And I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to do.


Never done anything right kind of kid

With a view like a bandit from the bottom of the world

Ashing my blunt wraps curled

As I talk to my mom on a Blackberry Pearl

That I stole from the Verizon Store

And I was being nice before

But now the fun is over, this is revolution I’m sure.

I’m just a drop-out, burn-out, nothing to write home about

Middleclass, skinny-ass, acting like a punk-ass half-a-pack smoker

After class dope toker with a Brookes Brothers button-down

I haven’t washed in weeks now

Son, this shit is just begun

Expect more as soon as all my friends are grown up and living in suburbia,

We’ll still be strung out, driving down the Drag now,

I hope I’m not disturbing ya’

And we had plans, but man, you went to Texas Tech

And spent the first semester dropping acid like an Aztec

And I went out of state, but man it’s okay

It’s all okay

We’re just dumb kids anyway

Oooh I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to

And I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to

And I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to do

5 o’clock, after school, we’re sparking up

9 o’clock we’re starting up

1 o’clock we’re getting drunk

And you got right, like we hadn’t

You’re driving us south like you’re throwing a mallet

And we got the 40s from Catherine,

Cause the party don’t stop just cause some fuckers had it.

Man, I left your 30 milligrams of Ritalin in the minivan

Afraid of spilling, higher than fucking Lhasa boss ya’

Understand me clearly? Ooh I know you feel me

Let’s buy some more cigarettes, forgot I wasn’t finished yet

Forgot why I smoke this shit in the first place,

It’s keeping me from your place,

It’s keeping me out of date, just say it,

I’m just a no good ruffian,

Never done anything right kind of kid

With a view like a bandit from the bottom of the world

Ashing my blunt wraps curled

As I talk to my mom on a Blackberry Pearl

It’s sick; watch us fighting in the street lights

Think about the revolution on the coffee table’s white lines, man,

Let’s go surfing and smoking I can’t fix this mess

Fuck the test I’ll take a make-up, fuck the make-up I need rest

I got some problems, I know,

I want to be a punk and I want to get stoned,

Let’s go to the ocean, fuck the ‘rents man go to Negril

I want to be kid man I won’t never be killed

I want to be a kid man I won’t never be killed

I want to be a kid and I won’t never be killed

And I said Ooh I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of trouble for you

And I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of trouble for you

And all my friends are fine

So don’t you waste my time

And I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to do.____♫♪



All comments from YouTube:

ufo corpse

i wish this was on spotify :(

Alien Chen

me 2...

mmm

I think this is complete and in the right order, correct me if I'm wrong though:

I’m just a no good ruffian, Never done anything right kind of kid, With a view like a bandit from the bottom of the world, Ashing my blunt wraps curled, As I talk to my mom on a Blackberry Pearl, That I stole from the Verizon Store, And I was being nice before, But now the fun is over, this is revolution I’m sure.

I’m just a drop-out, burn-out, nothing to write home about. Middleclass, skinny-ass, acting like a punk-ass half-a-pack smoker, After class dope toker with a Brookes Brothers button-down, I haven’t washed in weeks now. Son, this shit is just begun. Expect more as soon as all my friends are grown up and living in suburbia, We’ll still be strung out, driving down the Drag now, I hope I’m not disturbing ya’

And we had plans, but man, you went to Texas Tech, And spent the first semester dropping acid like an Aztec, And I went out of state, but man it’s okay, It’s all okay, We’re just dumb kids anyway. Oooh I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to, And I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time,

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to. And I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to do. 5 o’clock, after school, we’re sparking up, 9 o’clock we’re starting up, 1 o’clock we’re getting drunk. And you got right, like we hadn’t, You’re driving us south like you’re throwing a mallet, And we got the 40s from Catherine, Cause the party don’t stop just cause some fuckers had it. Man, I left your 30 milligrams of Ritalin in the minivan,

Afraid of spilling, higher than fucking Lhasa boss ya’. Understand me clearly? Ooh I know you feel me. Let’s buy some more cigarettes, forgot I wasn’t finished yet. Forgot why I smoke this shit in the first place, It’s keeping me from your place, It’s keeping me out of date, just say it, I’m just a no good ruffian, Never done anything right kind of kid, With a view like a bandit from the bottom of the world, Ashing my blunt wraps curled

As I talk to my mom on a Blackberry Pearl. It’s sick; watch us fighting in the street lights, Think about the revolution on the coffee table’s white lines, man, Let’s go surfing and smoking I can’t fix this mess, Fuck the test I’ll take a make-up, fuck the make-up I need rest, I got some problems, I know, I want to be a punk and I want to get stoned, Let’s go to the ocean, fuck the ‘rents man go to Negril.

I want to be kid man I won’t never be killed, I want to be a kid man I won’t never be killed, I want to be a kid and I won’t never be killed. And I said Ooh I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of trouble for you, And I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of trouble for you. And all my friends are fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of trouble for you And I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time. I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to do.

MandyGirlArt

HOLY HECC I KNEW ABOUT SUCKA STAND UP- I'VE BEEN ADDICTED BUT I JUST STARTED LISTENING TO YOUR OTHER SONGS AND OMG THEY'RE ALL AMAZING! I'D LOVE TO ANIMATE SOME SOMEDAY FOR YOU GUYS :000 YOU NEED WAY MORE FANS

AJ PDubz

SAMMEEEEEEEE

Josh

Lyrics
(c) Eartha Mk

I’m just a no good ruffian, Never done anything right kind of kid, With a view like a bandit from the bottom of the world, Ashing my blunt wraps curled, As I talk to my mom on a Blackberry Pearl, That I stole from the Verizon Store, And I was being nice before, But now the fun is over, this is revolution I’m sure.

I’m just a drop-out, burn-out, nothing to write home about. Middleclass, skinny-ass, acting like a punk-ass half-a-pack smoker, After class dope toker with a Brookes Brothers button-down, I haven’t washed in weeks now. Son, this shit is just begun. Expect more as soon as all my friends are grown up and living in suburbia, We’ll still be strung out, driving down the Drag now, I hope I’m not disturbing ya’

And we had plans, but man, you went to Texas Tech, And spent the first semester dropping acid like an Aztec, And I went out of state, but man it’s okay, It’s all okay, We’re just dumb kids anyway. Oooh I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to, And I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time,

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to. And I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to do.
5 o’clock, after school, we’re sparking up, 9 o’clock we’re starting up, 1 o’clock we’re getting drunk. And you got right, like we hadn’t, You’re driving us south like you’re throwing a mallet, And we got the 40s from Catherine, Cause the party don’t stop just cause some fuckers had it. Man, I left your 30 milligrams of Ritalin in the minivan,

Afraid of spilling, higher than fucking Lhasa boss ya’. Understand me clearly? Ooh I know you feel me. Let’s buy some more cigarettes, forgot I wasn’t finished yet. Forgot why I smoke this shit in the first place, It’s keeping me from your place, It’s keeping me out of date, just say it, I’m just a no good ruffian, Never done anything right kind of kid, With a view like a bandit from the bottom of the world, Ashing my blunt wraps curled

As I talk to my mom on a Blackberry Pearl. It’s sick; watch us fighting in the street lights, Think about the revolution on the coffee table’s white lines, man, Let’s go surfing and smoking I can’t fix this mess, Fuck the test I’ll take a make-up, fuck the make-up I need rest, I got some problems, I know, I want to be a punk and I want to get stoned, Let’s go to the ocean, fuck the ‘rents man go to Negril.

I want to be kid man I won’t never be killed, I want to be a kid man I won’t never be killed, I want to be a kid and I won’t never be killed. And I said Ooh I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of trouble for you, And I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time, I’m no kind of trouble for you. And all my friends are fine, So don’t you waste my time, And I swear I’m fine, So don’t you waste my time. I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to do.

Matheus Braciak

i remember listening to this song while layed down at my friends sofa after a night of carnaval. i was wearing a sailor costume and was only 17 back then. good times.

Oceanographer Radio

I’m just a no good ruffian, I’m just a no good ruffian,

Never done anything right kind of kid

With a view like a bandit from the bottom of the world

Ashing my blunt wraps curled

As I talk to my mom on a Blackberry Pearl

That I stole from the Verizon Store

And I was being nice before

But now the fun is over, this is revolution I’m sure.

I’m just a drop-out, burn-out, nothing to write home about

Middleclass, skinny-ass, acting like a punk-ass half-a-pack smoker

After class dope toker with a Brookes Brothers button-down

I haven’t washed in weeks now

Son, this shit is just begun

Expect more as soon as all my friends are grown up and living in suburbia,

We’ll still be strung out, driving down the Drag now,

I hope I’m not disturbing ya’

And we had plans, but man, you went to Texas Tech

And spent the first semester dropping acid like an Aztec

And I went out of state, but man it’s okay

It’s all okay

We’re just dumb kids anyway

Oooh I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to

And I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to

And I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to do

5 o’clock, after school, we’re sparking up

9 o’clock we’re starting up

1 o’clock we’re getting drunk

And you got right, like we hadn’t

You’re driving us south like you’re throwing a mallet

And we got the 40s from Catherine,

Cause the party don’t stop just cause some fuckers had it.

Man, I left your 30 milligrams of Ritalin in the minivan

Afraid of spilling, higher than fucking Lhasa boss ya’

Understand me clearly? Ooh I know you feel me

Let’s buy some more cigarettes, forgot I wasn’t finished yet

Forgot why I smoke this shit in the first place,

It’s keeping me from your place,

It’s keeping me out of date, just say it,

I’m just a no good ruffian,

Never done anything right kind of kid

With a view like a bandit from the bottom of the world

Ashing my blunt wraps curled

As I talk to my mom on a Blackberry Pearl

It’s sick; watch us fighting in the street lights

Think about the revolution on the coffee table’s white lines, man,

Let’s go surfing and smoking I can’t fix this mess

Fuck the test I’ll take a make-up, fuck the make-up I need rest

I got some problems, I know,

I want to be a punk and I want to get stoned,

Let’s go to the ocean, fuck the ‘rents man go to Negril

I want to be kid man I won’t never be killed

I want to be a kid man I won’t never be killed

I want to be a kid and I won’t never be killed

And I said Ooh I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of trouble for you

And I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of trouble for you

And all my friends are fine

So don’t you waste my time

And I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to do.


Never done anything right kind of kid

With a view like a bandit from the bottom of the world

Ashing my blunt wraps curled

As I talk to my mom on a Blackberry Pearl

That I stole from the Verizon Store

And I was being nice before

But now the fun is over, this is revolution I’m sure.

I’m just a drop-out, burn-out, nothing to write home about

Middleclass, skinny-ass, acting like a punk-ass half-a-pack smoker

After class dope toker with a Brookes Brothers button-down

I haven’t washed in weeks now

Son, this shit is just begun

Expect more as soon as all my friends are grown up and living in suburbia,

We’ll still be strung out, driving down the Drag now,

I hope I’m not disturbing ya’

And we had plans, but man, you went to Texas Tech

And spent the first semester dropping acid like an Aztec

And I went out of state, but man it’s okay

It’s all okay

We’re just dumb kids anyway

Oooh I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to

And I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to

And I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to do

5 o’clock, after school, we’re sparking up

9 o’clock we’re starting up

1 o’clock we’re getting drunk

And you got right, like we hadn’t

You’re driving us south like you’re throwing a mallet

And we got the 40s from Catherine,

Cause the party don’t stop just cause some fuckers had it.

Man, I left your 30 milligrams of Ritalin in the minivan

Afraid of spilling, higher than fucking Lhasa boss ya’

Understand me clearly? Ooh I know you feel me

Let’s buy some more cigarettes, forgot I wasn’t finished yet

Forgot why I smoke this shit in the first place,

It’s keeping me from your place,

It’s keeping me out of date, just say it,

I’m just a no good ruffian,

Never done anything right kind of kid

With a view like a bandit from the bottom of the world

Ashing my blunt wraps curled

As I talk to my mom on a Blackberry Pearl

It’s sick; watch us fighting in the street lights

Think about the revolution on the coffee table’s white lines, man,

Let’s go surfing and smoking I can’t fix this mess

Fuck the test I’ll take a make-up, fuck the make-up I need rest

I got some problems, I know,

I want to be a punk and I want to get stoned,

Let’s go to the ocean, fuck the ‘rents man go to Negril

I want to be kid man I won’t never be killed

I want to be a kid man I won’t never be killed

I want to be a kid and I won’t never be killed

And I said Ooh I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of trouble for you

And I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of trouble for you

And all my friends are fine

So don’t you waste my time

And I swear I’m fine

So don’t you waste my time

I’m no kind of kid who does what he’s asked to do.____♫♪

RobBobLoblaw

Pure and utter, genuine fun.

Dis Pater

Kegz im willing to offer my house as a place to throw a party where you play your lists bro
lets get this going

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