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Wandering through the streets on a Saturday night
Wondering what could take you, make you feel alright
The clubbers and the lovers with their prepackaged smiles
Pass right through you, leaving just a trace of their knives
What if you were not alone
What if you're the great unknown

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We are the boys, we are the girls
We are the noise, we are the world
We are the youth, we are the truth
We are the X, we are the next

School's a black hole straining, draining all of your week
So doped up on Ritalin we can't even speak
What if your existence can't be categorized
Feel frustration building right behind your eyes

Television shows the families you love to hate
Magazine ideals just seem really cut-weight
A world designed by boomers obsessed by their fate
No room for a generation born too late

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from What If They Held A Revolution And Nobody Came?, released January 1, 2003

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Ripcordz Montreal, Québec

Formed in 1980 and been playing ever since. Proud Punks from Montreal. We've played more than 2,500 shows and put out 18 albums. But we're not living in the past. Our new stuff is our best stuff.

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