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Graduation Day.

Smudged funnies in a broken bottle on the dot at nine
Daddy throws clothes, throws on an old stove
I’m crying in the corner at five
Well I’ve seen black and I’ve seen blue but fine lines I don’t see
And just because I am in misery
Don’t it mean a thing that I want to know
That I want to know

Graduation Day
Graduation Day
We take back everything we said about you

September
As far as she remember, they don’t teach humility
And just because her only signal is mayday
Don’t it mean a thing
That she’s seen love and she’s faired war but fairness she can’t see
And just because she is in misery
Don’t it mean a thing that she wants to know
That she wants to know

Graduation Day
Graduation Day
We take back everything we said about you

That camaraderie’s old
Doing what I’m told
And everybody know this is getting out of hand
Everybody is dying for
That chance to be heard not ignored
And everybody know this is getting out of hand

Graduation Day
Graduation Day
We take back everything we said about you

I’m not going to school

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