As they jump up and down
Banging their heads all around
I stand and sing along
As if nothing is wrong
Between mosh pits
And some random brits
Everything is perfect
Until Everything is wrecked
When the cops arrive
The show is no longer alive
They tell us to disperse
But we all just curse
Eventually, we got our wish
Turns out the cops are niceish
So the day is great
Even though i don't have my best friend Kate
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