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[the year] fun died

from [the year] e​.​p. by Special Noise

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Since the same year federation admits it's fake
Little meatheads in the making had to cry for their hulk
Both upset and let down, still some could pretend
That there's skill and beauty even if it's played up.

With "I knew all along, but it's more then that"
"I'm drunk enough to dance off beer and nachos,
steak is steroids so let's start a fight"

This sport's for knockouts make the musclemen shine
Facepaint in onesies, let's rile up this crowd.

Graying Hulk, in chainmail and bikers vest
[challenger] close talking near a kiss from the legend.
Can you really say what it is you want to
[no!] who writes the script? mr. corey o'grapher.

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from [the year] e​.​p., released August 1, 2008

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