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Album: Beat Off Caught smoking a cigarette and sucking down a brew They gave me no supper, they locked me in my room My mother caught me in her purse, hey that's just my luck But I needed money for more beer and butts GO GO GO GO Grounded -- Now it's time to suck my thumb Grounded -- I bet Dad's on top of Mom Grounded -- And I don't know what to do Grounded -- And it ain't to fuckin' cool Grounded Grounded Trousers 'round his ankles as he gave me the belt Dumber than a fence post, that is how I felt You'd never see this happen on the Brady Bunch Well I'd love to give my fat old man a great big fucking punch GO GO GO GO
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