[Verse 1]
Put me in a special school because I am such a fool
And I don't need a single book to teach me how to read
Who needs stupid books? They are for petty crooks
And I will learn by studying the lessons in my dreams
So turn off the TV because that's what others see
And movies are as bad as eating chocolate ice-cream
They only sicken me, don't let me play football
I'll sack the quarterback and jack the brother of the ball
[Chorus]
I'm a troublemaker, never been a faker
Doing things my own way and never giving up
I'm a troublemaker, not a double-taker
I don't have the patience to keep it on the up
I picked up a guitar. What does this signify?
I'm going to play some heavy metal riffs and you will die
You wanted arts and crafts? How's this for arts and crafts?
Wuh- nuh- nuh- nuh- nuh- nuh- nuh- nuh- nuh- that's right!
I'm growing out my hair, I'm moving out to Cherokee
I'm going to be a rock star and you are going to bear with me
Because I can't work a job like any other slob
Punching in and punching out and s**ing up to Bob
Marrying a beeyotch, having seven keeyods
Giving up and growing old and hoping there's a God
[Chorus]
I'm going to be a star and people will crane necks
To get a glimpse of me and see if I am having s**
And studying my moves, they try to understand
Why I am so unlike the singers in the other bands
I'm such a mystery as anyone can see
There isn't anybody else exactly quite like me
And when it's party time, like 1999
I'll party by myself because I'm such a special guy
[Chorus]