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Songtexte: 54-40. Punk Grass.

Take a ride, take a holiday
It's time for you to go and play
And let the bourgeois slip away

Become a bum growing in the punk grass
Become the star that's gonna last
While everyone else is covering their ass

Oh, yeah, it's a groove
Oh, yeah, baby, I like you too

And no one needs to call you names
They only do it 'cause they're afraid
Of becoming human beings in the way

So jump and jump and jump and jump all day
Give the brothers and the sisters pay
Back to mother's love, all the way

Oh, yeah, it's a groove
Oh, yeah, baby, I like you too

Oh, yeah, it's a groove
Oh, yeah, baby, I like you too

Oh, yeah, it's a groove
Oh, yeah, baby, oh, yeah, baby, I like you too