The Unfortunate Origin of a Rather Familiar Family Game

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Three generations hatin' the family next door,
I don't know how it started and I sure don't care no more!
'Cause I knooow... to keep ma enemies close.

We use ta go ta school together, and later sent our kids,
'til I learned the ugly truth: that their well smells of piss!
'Cause when we gooo... we aim for ours and miss.

Just a couple-o-days ago this ol' lady came up to me
and asked if we were two branches from the same family tree,
and I said nooo... now get out and let me be!

For some reason her words kept on a-echoing in ma head,
so I did some askin' 'round and –it just sounds senseless-
but their great great grandaddy and ours was one and the same!

All of a sudden I think I hate this hating game :(

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from Nuking Candyland, released July 21, 2017

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Fast Food Society Palma, Spain

Anti-globalist, pro-feminist, post-speciest, pre-anarchist, punk-rock five piece from within the spanish state (h̶o̶l̶y̶ ̶s̶h̶i̶t̶, that was a mouthful!).

Described as both "I don't really feel like listening to that band" and "Huh. Sweet." by professional music journalists.
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