.I was home watching the hockey game
The score was five to one, L.A. against the Flames
I heard footsteps, on the second floor>I knew it was Brad, and, boy, was I fuckin' sore
I went flying up the stairs,
My room was in a shambles, my stuff was everywhere
Brad cowered in the cor.
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