chelsea baby let's run away to some third world country. exploit the workers, rape the land. get money for dope from your old man. chelsea baby what's up with pops? each time i call, he sends the cops. meet me at the crumbs show tonight. pack your shit, we'll be alright. auntie tipper raided your underwear drawer & burned your riotgrrrl shirt & called you a whore & playing the fascist p.m.r.c. role, she wiped her butt with the m.r.r. chelsea hates her mom & chelsea hates her dad. chelsea hates the state, she finds it very sad. so grab your shit tonight & man we'll flee & squat under a bridge in the florida keys.

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