I've been through all kind of changes
Cut my hair dyed it black in stages
Been in trouble with the law, but that's all over now
I'm ready for the big time: 51-7

Left home don't think my five brothers ever noticed
Mom half-baked on weed and scientology
My father if I ever find, well don't you never mind
I'm ready for the big time: 51-7

CHORUS:
You think you're strong enough
You think you're tough enough
You think you've got what it takes to be 51-7
You think you're smart enough
You think you know everything
But you don't know anything 'til you're 51-7
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Nothing to believe in except God and country
Can't stand to see ourselves pushed around or fucked with (clean alternative = or disrespected)
Well give me a chance to show the world what I'm made of
Come on, come on, 51-7

CHORUS (x2):
You think you're tough enough
You think you've seen everything
But you ain't seen anything 'til you're 51-7
You think you're smart enough
You think you know it all
But you don't know anything 'til you're 51-7
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