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"What's Your Deal, Bro?"

You're on stage with what you call your band
Playing songs I can't stand to your two faced fans
And now I start to feel bad for the rest of your crew
Cause they're all good kids, they're nothing
Nothing like you

You're the kind of person that gets under my skin
Always running your mouth, that's the way it's been
Out of place at punk rock shows, judging people you don't know
Starting fights online at home, watch yourself or you'll end up alone

Everybody knows about those kids they hate and
Everybody knows about those kids that hate
Call 'em out, catch 'em now, put them down
I'll call you out and put you down

Woah oh woah oh, nothing like you
Woah oh woah oh, nothing like you

And every time I hear your name
I laugh because it's used in vain
Have you heard about this kid?
Let me tell you how it is
You're not the only one around
There's bigger things then you in town
You'll try and try to speak your mind
But it will not get you by

Won't get you by

Everybody knows about those kids they hate and
Everybody knows about those kids that hate
Call 'em out, catch 'em now, put them down
I'll call you out and put you down

Thanks to NJpoppunklover for these lyrics

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