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YES
Jin Suzuki and Jamal on the track
(yeah motherfuckers)
This is a comeback

(MIKE)
When you walk in the doors of GL
Welcome, baby, to a four-year hell
The rotein bars and cocaine in the stalls
People fucking in middle of halls

Freshman girls and senior guys
Making love and getting high
Jocks and goths and krunk krew hoes
Gettin' crazy without any clothes

(JON)
Freshman boys, you don't stand a chance
Senior pervs infect as they dance
Say farewell to your broads and peers
As you watch them de-virginized by jocks and queers
Back parking lot is for that one little loner
Smoking pot and becoming a stoner
Instant popularity is always growing
Especially if you give the prom king a blowing

(DUET)
We are The High Sox, here to impress
Our music makes girls want us less
We are The High Sox, hear us roar
When the fuck are we gonna score?

(MIKE)
Oh, the cliques all run around
Jocks are out, all owning the town
Spitting into water bottles
Get your weight down down

(JON)
It's 4AM and I'm here
Making the song of the year
Singing for the freshman fags
Who can't even handle one beer

(DUET)
We are The High Sox, here to impress
Our music makes girls want us less
We are The High Sox, hear us roar
When the fuck are we gonna score?
YES   Jin Suzuki and Jamal on the track   (yeah motherfuckers)   This is a comeback      (MIKE)   When you walk in the doors of GL   Welcome, baby, to a four-year hell   The rotein bars and cocaine in the stalls   People fucking in middle of halls      Freshman girls and senior guys   Making love and getting high   Jocks and goths and krunk krew hoes   Gettin' crazy without any clothes      (JON)   Freshman boys, you don't stand a chance   Senior pervs infect as they dance   Say farewell to your broads and peers   As you watch them de-virginized by jocks and queers   Back parking lot is for that one little loner   Smoking pot and becoming a stoner   Instant popularity is always growing   Especially if you give the prom king a blowing      (DUET)   We are The High Sox, here to impress   Our music makes girls want us less   We are The High Sox, hear us roar   When the fuck are we gonna score?      (MIKE)   Oh, the cliques all run around   Jocks are out, all owning the town   Spitting into water bottles   Get your weight down down      (JON)   It's 4AM and I'm here   Making the song of the year   Singing for the freshman fags   Who can't even handle one beer      (DUET)   We are The High Sox, here to impress   Our music makes girls want us less   We are The High Sox, hear us roar   When the fuck are we gonna score?