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Smashed-mouth - Hamp Star

Somebody once told you the rules are gonna own you
you didnt let this stick in your he-ad
So you did it all for fun with a jetpack and a gun
'N a headset hangin off of ya forehead

Down the line you were cruisin while the cat was a snoozin,
Loaded up with tools and a boatload a cunning,
Landed down sw33tly near the helpless one,
restrained by Asmo' for his 3vi| fun.
So What to do? it's up to ye
But stay quiet or you'll end up as cat-meat.
You'll never earn wings y'know,
unless you get it on and give it a go.

CHORUS:
Hey now you're a Hamp star get your pack on,
go play
Hey now you're a Hamp star get the tac-gear,
make em pay
Go on Boo now be bold
That's how great age-nts,
are made I'm to-ld

She's untied now, but she's looking well laundered
Her feathers may be ruffled but she's about to go Nova
Asmodeus, yeah he gonna suffer.
At the hands o the famed neko-lover.
Now Boo, cat he hate, but that's up to him
Belphagor better run or risk loosin his skin
But cat he stays and show's his claws,
Three secon' later cat's kissin the floor.

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Now Sera' wants some whacks on pain-asmodeus' @ss
She wants to wipe that stupid grin off his face.
She said yep, could use tac-kit
and break a few rules myself
But u won't se-e till the next pa-ge.

Well, the 3vil starts coming and it don't stop coming
to hell with the rules, they're gonna start gunning.
Asmodeus staring down Sera's big gun.
All hell breaks loose, Oh what fu-n
Oh What a coup, I got to see!
Sera' n' Boo head on with the Bat-l33t
Go on and just give it a go,
just watch for the 3vil low blow.

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Smash Mouth - All star

Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an "L" on her forehead

Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the back streets
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow

CHORUS:
Hey now you're an All Star get your game on, go play
Hey now you're a Rock Star get the show on get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold

It's a cool place and they say it gets colder
You're bundled up now but wait 'til you get older
But the meteor men beg to differ
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
The ice we skate is getting pretty thin
The water's getting warm so you might as well swim
My world's on fire how about yours
That's the way I like it and I never get bored

CHORUS
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Somebody once asked could you spare some change for gas
I need to get myself away from this place
I said yep what a concept
I could use a little fuel myself
And we could all use a little change

Well, the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do, so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the back streets
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow

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