Yah, You Know

You know, you know, you know
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 What's the matter with you?
 Ain't you got nothing better to do
 Than to dance your life away
 At the local disco
 You're polyester punk to the bone
 No wonder you came alone
 We're all grossed out
 'Cause you spit when you talk
 Sayin' yah, you know
 Keep singing yah, you know
 Yah, you know
 There's more to life than spitting when you talk
 Saying yah, you know
 What's the matter with you
 You smell like diesel fume
 Whoever told you it was cool to drink Perrier?
 Even a blind man knows
 That black looks better in the snow
 We're all grossed out
 'Cause you spit when you talk
 Sayin' yah, you know
 Keep singing yah, you know
 Yah, you know
 There's more to life than spitting when you talk
 Saying yah, you know
 Yah, you know (oh, yeah)
 Yah, you know
 What's the matter with you
 Ain't you got nothing better to do
 Than to sit unemployed watching television like a fool
 Living in a bag of fast food
 I guess it wouldn't seem so crude
 But everybody's grossed
 'Cause you spit when you talk
 Say yah, you know
 Keep singing yah, you know
 Yah, you know
 There's more to life than spitting when you talk
 Saying yah, you know
 Yah, you know
 Yah, you know
 There's more to life than spitting when you talk
 Saying yah, you know
 Yah, you know, like, I would get a job
 But the world's gonna end soon
 You got any 'ludes?