Nevertheless am I dressed for the occasion It’s number 32 not the other situation If the beat moves your feet then don’t change the station Pack your bags cause we’re leaving on a permanent vacation Well, I’m a disaster, a microphone master Put on your tape and rock your ghetto blaster It’s not about the money, cars, hotels, or resorts It's about sweating all the bitches in the biker shorts
Storming through the party like my name was El Niño When I'm hangin' out drinking in the back of an El Camino As a kid was a skid and no one knew me by name Trashed my own house party 'cause nobody came
I know I'm not the one you thought you knew back in high school Never going, never showing up when we had to Attention that we crave, don't tell us to behave I'm sick of always hearing "act your age"
I don't want to waste my time Become another casualty of society I'll never fall in line Become another victim of your conformity and back down
Because you don't know us at all We laugh when old people fall But what would you expect with a conscience so small? Heavy metal and mullets it's how we were raised Maiden and Priest were the gods that we praised
'Cause we like having fun at other people's expense and Cutting people down is just a minor offense then It's none of your concern, I guess I'll never learn I'm sick of being told to wait my turn
I don't want to waste my time Become another casualty of society I'll never fall in line Become another victim of your conformity and back down
Don't count on me to let you know when Don't count on me, I'll do it again Don't count on me, it's the point you're missing Don't count on me, 'cause I'm not listening
Well I'm a no-goodnick lower middle class brat Back-packed and I don't give a shit about nothing You be standing on the corner talking all that kufuffin But you don't make sense from all the gas you be huffing 'Cause if the egg don't stain you'll be ringing off the hook You're on the hit list, wanted in the telephone book I like songs with distortion, to drink in proportion The doctor said my mom should have had an abortion
I don't want to waste my time Become another casualty of society I'll never fall in line Become another victim of your conformity and back down
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