All the same greats, the same mistakes.
It doesn't have to be like this.
If you don't make a friend now,
One might make you.
So learn the gentle art of making enemies.
Don't look so surprised.
Happy birthday...fucker.
Blow that candle out,
We're gonna kick you,
Kick you!
(Don't say you're not because you are!
History tells us that you are!)
All you need is just one more excuse!
You put up one hell of a fight.
I wanna hear your very best excuse!
(Never felt this much alive)
Your day has finally come,
So wear the hat and do the dance
And let the suit keep wearing you.
This year you'll sit and take it
And you will like it.
It's the gentle art of making enemies.
I deserve a reward.
'Cause I'm the best fuck that you ever had.
And if I tighten up my hole,
You may never see the light again!
(There's always an easy way out!
You need something wet in your mouth!)
All you need is just one more excuse!
You put up one hell of a fight.
I wanna hear your very best excuse!
(Never felt this much alive)
by Faith No More
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