Chelsea baby let's run away, to some third world country, exploit the workers, rape the land, get money for dope from your old man. Chelsea baby what's with your pops, each time I call, he sends the cops. Meet me at the Crumbs' show tonight, pack your s___, we'll be alright!

Auntie Tipper raided your underwear drawer and burned your Riot Grrl shirt and called you "w____." Playing the fascist p.m.r.c role, she wiped her b___ with m.r.r. Chelsea hates her mom, and Chelsea hates her dad, Chelsea hates the state, she finds it very sad. So grab your s___ tonight & man, we'll flee and squat under a bridge in the Florida Keys.

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