[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]