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           I am brelo's madcrew and bodyguard.
fukuoka-hakata living.they say-「fuck'n jap!!ã€hahaï¼
love is family-friend-cats-music-feast.
it takes the car of the birth age.
it punk and rock to the thrown music.
they said all you punks back to the street
all you skinheads walk the beat
wondering who you are sitting in the park
I think you know you're just a jerk
If take home anything let it be your will to think
If you want to sport your fashion
Cut the crap,wear them with passion
See my shining Doc-Martens
wore my feet down just to get them
so you're got some great rare records
your friends all come but your gigs are weird
Know the jackets colors but not the song's name
nothing to say but you feel no shame