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I am just a boy working in a record storeYes I moved to san franciscoJust to see what I could beI am a loser geekCrazy with an evil streakYes, I do believe there is aViolent thing inside of meShe is just a girlShe is doing what she canShe dances toplessWhen she's not playing in her bandSuch a pretty girl, happy in an ugly placeWatching all the pretty peopleDoing lots of ugly thingsI think it's getting better for the two of usYes I think it's getting better almost everydayI could give a damn for what those people sayAll I want to do is lose myself in your roomAll you want is just a slowfuck in the afternoonI still see those scary guys when I am all alone at nightI kiss the ring you gave me, then I swing with all my mightI think it's getting better for the two of usI think it's getting easier for you and me to agreeThat the white men in the black suitsThey are diminishingYes I think they are diminishingYes I think they diminish youAnd they diminish meI think they are diminishingYou know sometimes I hear those people sayYeah she takes a bus over to the northside of the cityShe goes to work, stripping for the rich white menAll the words they give her make her feel so soft and prettyShe wears them but they never ever seem to fitYes I think it's getting better for the two of usYes I think it's getting better in the worst wayI refuse to be afraid of almost anyoneAfraid of all the things they do or the words that they sayLet's live the way we want to live and hope they go awayI really hope they go awayI really hope they find a nice placeI hope they find it somewhereI hope they go awayI can still hear all those people say