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Was it a broken arm, or collar bone?
Well it depended on the week
And we with me black eyes, stitched
from head to feet uncomfortably happy
All skinned knees and gapped teeth

Remember summers with the speak and spell?
Trying to make the robot cuss
If mother knew the words we used
While she worked she would she fuming
Cause it's not how she raised me

And when you taped over a
good half of the wedding tape
I bet you never thought
Thunder Cats would ever make you cry
We sat in disbelief as Lionel made
plans to slay the whole wedding party
They're disco dancing to their deaths
Oh mom you just don't know it yet

All my hand-me-downs they stuck to me
From all the blood I couldn't keep
Oh such a likely sceneten-year-old body
face down on Rosal street
My bike passed out on top of me

Remeber how I swore I would
pass you up in age?
You just scoffed at me
Well I'm still gonna do it
Just haven't quite figured it out how yet

We cornered Teddy Ruxpin
and smashed his story tape
Out put Guns N' Roses in and watched
him sing along to Appetite for Distruction
Yeah, he knew every word
I'm dying in the hall laughing
Oh John you've got to turn it off

And when you taped over
a good half of the wedding tape
I know you never thought
Thunder Cats would ever be the end
We sat in disbelief as Lionel made
plans to slay the whole wedding party
Oh John, you've got to turn it off
Was it a broken arm, or collar bone?   Well it depended on the week   And we with me black eyes, stitched   from head to feet uncomfortably happy   All skinned knees and gapped teeth      Remember summers with the speak and spell?   Trying to make the robot cuss   If mother knew the words we used   While she worked she would she fuming   Cause it's not how she raised me      And when you taped over a   good half of the wedding tape   I bet you never thought   Thunder Cats would ever make you cry   We sat in disbelief as Lionel made   plans to slay the whole wedding party   They're disco dancing to their deaths   Oh mom you just don't know it yet      All my hand-me-downs they stuck to me   From all the blood I couldn't keep   Oh such a likely sceneten-year-old body   face down on Rosal street   My bike passed out on top of me      Remeber how I swore I would   pass you up in age?   You just scoffed at me   Well I'm still gonna do it   Just haven't quite figured it out how yet      We cornered Teddy Ruxpin   and smashed his story tape   Out put Guns N' Roses in and watched   him sing along to Appetite for Distruction   Yeah, he knew every word   I'm dying in the hall laughing   Oh John you've got to turn it off      And when you taped over   a good half of the wedding tape   I know you never thought    Thunder Cats would ever be the end   We sat in disbelief as Lionel made   plans to slay the whole wedding party   Oh John, you've got to turn it off
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