Code 4-15 - Noma Kids lyrics

Friday night in Noma town Turn your bottle upside down Nowhere to go, nothing to do Hanging out with the same old crew So high that I can't think The boys are out and it's time to drink Empty cans and bottle caps Cigarettes and broken gla** I hate cops and I hate high school I just wanna break every rule I don't care, I don't give a damn Playing in a punk rock band Every f**ing day is the same I sit around and wreck my brain But that's fine, that's okay I'm just living day by day I got nothing to do Let's get high, let's get drunk and start the night I don't care about you I just watch as the days go by 1-2-3-4-3-2-1! We're the kids hanging out at Skaggs Living under the American flag Stay up late, drink all night Doing anything to feel all right May not live to see another day I wouldn't have it any other way But sometimes I get so down Living in such a f**ed up town