Hangin' out in the Listening to Mode You look like some kind of Why are you a
Got a skateboard, rad money from your mom and dad Take a bath 'cause you bad Why are you a
Walkin' on old South Street Say, "Hello" to the kids you If you is such a treat Then why are you a
Got kicked out of school Make a waste of our gene it asshole, you're a fool Why are you a
I'm starin' at a wall nothin' at all Gotta get out a' here I use some beer Wish I get some beer I could use some tonight
In and out of clubs With a pair of day gloves You're the one you love Why are you a
Tell us you've got to say Then bore us your anarchy We wish you'd go away Why are you a
A loser's what you are It's your scene and your it's I'd like to see you covered tar Why are you a
Creeps like you should be out You've got a face like a trout to everybody shout "Why are you a moron?"
I'm followin' the 'cause I wanna Have some friends, I be somebody Don't be nobody, I wanna be Somebody. I be with someone tonight
I swear that you are Hitler's You spread disease you roam Got the of a garden gnome Why are you a
Voted for not once but twice Think that Falwell's nice Do you keep your brains on Why are you a
In the end you're all No one you on the phone Got no job you've got no Why are you a
out in the commode Listenin' to Mode You like some kind of toad You're a fuckin' moron
I'm freezed up inside, all my brain died, I'm gonna get out a' here, I'm Gonna get out a' here, I'm get out A' here, I'm get out a' here, tonight