"Little Help" genre: Folk Punk
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	(Winter 1996-97) Emotional dodgeball
	MP3.com CD: Wetbrain - buy it! CD: Wetbrain (cassette)   Label: Fat Guy Rock
	Lyrics I'm half whacked on Benadryll, shitty brown weed, and a box of cheap white zinfandel, And you choose now to come down on me. To tell you the god's honest truth, I never know what to do, Because I'm never sure what I've done. And I'm losing another one of your games, I'll never win because I don't know how to play. You make the calls, you call the plays. I didn't drop the ball, it just got away. Little help? Here comes your trademark sigh, the one that says it all. It says it's all my fault, it says it all the time. I guess I'm just an easy target. I'm feeling like the fat retarded kid in dodge ball. You're keeping my back to the wall.

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