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[Verse 1]
No reason why
[Verse 2]
You're always on my ass about what I mean to do
And all your talk is bothering me, just wait until I'm through
I walk down to the corner store to kick it with my friends
They're puffin' smoke, high on dope, will this shit ever end?
[Verse 3]
I go down to the matinee, the stupid shit I see
As middle class suburban kids grub money off of me
Tough guys starin', pickin' fights with new kids and with old
These attitudes help nobody, the guilty should be told
And we'll tell 'em
[Verse 4]
No reason why
To beat up on a poser skin
No reason why
To keep the little kids from getting in
No reason why
To take advantage of the people you know
No reason why
There's no fucking reason why
[Verse 5]
You're always on my ass about what I mean to do
And all your talk is bothering me, just wait until I'm through
I walk down to the corner store to kick it with my friends
They're puffin' smoke, high on dope, will this shit ever end?
[Verse 6]
Will it ever fucking end?
[Verse 7]
No reason why
To beat up on a poser skin
No reason why
To keep the little kids from getting in
No reason why
To take advantage of the people you know
No reason why
There's no fucking reason why
Written by: Walter Schreifels
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