[Introduction] Bueller Bueller Bueller... [Chorus: Jared Evan] No (No) No, we just don't care (No, we just don't care) Oh, no (Oh, no) No, we just don't care (No, we just don't care) Mm-mm No, we just don't care (No, we just don't care) No, we just don't care (No, we just don't care) Oh, whoa (Oh) No, we just don't care (Oh, whoa, oh) Oh, whoa (Oh) No, we just don't care (Oh, whoa, Oh) No, we just don't care Oh, whoa (Oh) [Verse 1: Jared Evan) So put your middle fingers sideways (sideways) Step into my place This is a generation Of A bunch of kids not giving a f**, fornication Let me make myself clear, not of us really care If you say that we are weird Cause that's me, an artiste Ferris Bueller, all up on this rap sh** They say Bueller, "What you doin' today?" "Are you gonna get stoned, and waste your life away?" "Cause there's no one home, do you think that that's ok?" (Uh-oh) Don't know what's right, don't know what's wrong I'm feeling like I don't belong Ive made mistakes, I should've known But everybody knows that I don't give a f** at all So I'm on my own, and I've made up my mi-ind [Chorus: Jared Evan] No, we just don't care Oh, whoa (Oh) No, we just don't care Oh, whoa (Oh) No, we just don't care Oh, whoa (Oh) No, we just don't care Oh, whoa (Oh) [Outro] Ferris? Ferris?