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Me alegra que los maricones del jazz ya no nos quieran

Domestic Problems

I'm Glad Jazz Faggots Don't Like Us Anymore

We just wanted to sound like shit
But you thought we were avant garde
You thought we went to art school
But we worked at gas stations

You thought we were cool
But you diden't know we hate you
You thought we were cool
Fuck off all you fucking faggots

You diden't know we were a bunch of assholes
You thought we were liberal and arty
You tried to act wierd and pretend you were violent
When i whipped chairs at you, you can off and cried

You thought we were cool
But you diden't know we hate you
You thought we were cool
Fuck off all you fucking faggots

Once you realized we hate people like you
You finally stopped coming to our shows
Now there's less faggots, less people with glasses
Less know it all eggheads, no more jazz fags

You thought we were cool
But you diden't know we hate you
You thought we were cool
Fuck off all you fucking faggots

Me alegra que los maricones del jazz ya no nos quieran

Solo queríamos sonar como mierda
Pero pensaste que éramos vanguardia
Pensaste que íbamos a la escuela de arte
Pero trabajábamos en gasolineras

Pensaste que éramos geniales
Pero no sabías que te odiamos
Pensaste que éramos geniales
Vete a la mierda, malditos maricones

No sabías que éramos un montón de idiotas
Pensaste que éramos liberales y artísticos
Intentaste actuar raro y pretender que eras violento
Cuando te lancé sillas, te fuiste llorando

Pensaste que éramos geniales
Pero no sabías que te odiamos
Pensaste que éramos geniales
Vete a la mierda, malditos maricones

Una vez que te diste cuenta de que odiamos a gente como tú
Finalmente dejaste de venir a nuestros shows
Ahora hay menos maricones, menos gente con lentes
Menos sabelotodos, ya no hay más maricones del jazz

Pensaste que éramos geniales
Pero no sabías que te odiamos
Pensaste que éramos geniales
Vete a la mierda, malditos maricones

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