Tell the children the truth...
Your p**y band sounds just like sh**
You're not punk rock
You're more like a punk trik
You corporate motherf**ers all s** a dick
I'm an anti-motherf**in social independent
f** the life
I don't want a thing
You buy - you sell - you s** - you pig
f** the world
You're a lost consumer
You buy - you sell - you s** - you pig
You sold your time, your soul to Cosmo
In love with a name tag
How bout this toe tag
You got raped by the f*gs on TV
And the TV got raped by the FCC
f** the life...
How do you bite the hand that feeds?
How can I walk away?
I can't let them get away with this!
No I'm not just a n***a
I'm a punk rock n***a
So you know I got nothin to lose
I'd rather pull the trigga
And take away my own life
Before I hand it over to you
f** the life...