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A.K.A. I-D-I-O-T (1998)
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You laugh at me and call me i-d-i-o-t.
You laugh and turn your back cause I'm not like you're supposed to be.
But it's not a question - a question of low iq.
Cause if it was well then the answer wouldn't be me but you.
a.k.a i-d-i-o-t, don't know who the hell
I'm supposed to be i-d-i-o-t a.k.a i-d-i-o-t, yeah thats me i-d-i-o-t.
I put with being laughed at cause I put up with being me.
And then on artificial someone says I'm the i-d-i-o-t.
But I got motivation yeah I pretty much love it all.
To make your artificial nation stumble and fall.
I know that I'm a screw up.
I know I'm in a band.
I know that I am up against a mighty mighty man.
But I'm satisfied with being, being one of the lucky few.

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I used to be the kid who always got caught.
I used to be the one who never let thought.
Interact one bit with.
Intellectual shit, diversity and wit.
You used to be the kid who waited in line.
For an opportunity to waste away time.
Trying to be so cool but no suspicion no clue.
You've been.
Outsmarted - I'm selling you for scrap.
Now I'm the kid who put the shit back in place
and I'm the one who threw it back in your face.
It took a little bit of intellectual shit, diversity and wit.
Now you're the kid who put the "L" back in lame
and you're the one who always fitted the frame.
No suspicion, no clue.
You've been. Outsmarted - I'm selling you for scrap.
You're outsmarted - Yeah!
That's what I said - Yeah!
Only throwing back what you've been putting in my face.

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We are untutored youth - and heres the proof
Dont wanna know anything we don't and it's the truth
We are untutored youth - and they lost out.
If you can't hear me just start looking at my mouth
We are untutored youth - and so you are
You might not like it but there's nothing you can do
We are untutored youth - don't even try
No use in knowing all the when's and why's

And if I really wanted to learn something
I'd listen to more records and I do, we do, you do so..... COME ON!

We are untutored youth - and that's the truth
When it feels like all you ever do is loose
We are untutored youth - here is the catch
There's nowhere you're gonna be a perfect match
We are untutored youth - we won't fit in
But there is no way in hell they are gonna win
We are untutored youth - and that's it
Not even gloves come witha perfect fit

And when people tell me what is ok and what is not
it should not be an unexpected scene seeing I extend my middle right hand digit
and say:
- eyy, would you like lemon or lime with that piece of advice mister?
COME ON!

We are untutored youth - and heres the proof
Dont wanna know anything we don't and it's the truth
We are untutored youth - and they lost out
If you can't hear me just start looking at my mouth
We are untutored youth - and so you are
You might not like it but there's nothing you can do
We are untutored youth - don't even try
No use in knowing all the when's and why's
We are untutored youth - YOUTH!


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Fever
I just stopped listening to your story
As if I paid attention once.
And I never once felt more alive,alive,alive - ALIVE.

Speeding up the pace on the machine.
Calling radio and magazines.
Preaching to the ordinary ones.
Yes Teaching all the ordinary ones.
It gives me fever.

I just stopped listening to your story.
And I'll start forgetting all at once.
And I never once felt more alive,alive,alive - ALIVE.

Speeding up the pace on the machine.
Calling radio and magazines.
Hate my job can't wait to cut the chain.
I love speaking to slow and the insane.
It gives me fever.

I just stopped listening to your story.
And I'll turn the tables all at once.

Speeding up the pace on the machine.
Calling radio and magazines.
My clock is ticking fast upon my wrist.
I wanna slow it down so I'll put it on my fist.


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Mad man he operated, he opened up went in and separated.
he mad a mess - tried to restore but it was all in vain.
That's what I get when the holding the knife answers to the name.
Mad mad mad.
Mad man he operated, and what I before used to have in mind has now evaporated.
Mad man woke me up and said he'd fixed the leak
but now I can't walk and I believe I stu..stu..stutter when I speak.
Mad mad mad.
I get the feeling that I've been cutdown - cutdown.
Yeah I get the feeling that I've been cutdown - cutdown.
In a sort of scientific way.
Mad man he operated, he opened up went in and separated.
He made a mess - tried to restore but it was all in vain.

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[Originally by The Adicts]

I don't wanna be a number
Just like being a prisoner
I just wanna stay free
Don't wanna be a number three
O I don't wanna be a 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8
Signing on the dot
Got my name on a form
Thought I had it made
They treat you just insane
You are just a number
And I ain't got a name
You are just a number
And I ain't got a name
Sitting in a prison cell
Numbers on my chest
Age is just a number

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