Not enough for me to get dressed for the occasion Is the number thirty-two now here is the situation If the beat move your feet then do not change station Pack your bags cause we're leaving on a permanent vacation Well, I'ma disaster a microphone master Put on your tape and rock your ghetto blaster It's not about money, cars, hotels, or resources
Storming through the party like my name was el niño When I'm hanging out drinking in the back of an el camino As a kid, I was a skid and no one knew me by name I trashed my own house party cause no body came
I know I'm not the one you thought you knew back in high school Never going, ever showing up when we had to Attention that we crave don't tell us to behave I'm sick of always hearing act your age
I don't want to waste my time Become another casualty of society I'll never fall in line Become another victim of your conformity And back down
Because you don't Know us at all we laugh when old people fall But what would you expect with a conscience so small Heavy metal and mullets, it's how we were raised Maiden and priest were the gods that we praised
Cause we like having fun at other peoples expenses and Cutting people down is just a minor offences then It's none of your concern, I guess I'll never learn I'm sick of being told to wait my turn
I don't want to waste my time Become another casualty of society I'll never fall in line Become another victim of your conformity And back down
Don't count on me, to let you know when Don't count on me, I'll do it again Don't count on me, it's the point you're missing Don't count on me, cause I'm not listening
Well I'm a no goodnick lower middle class bra Back packed and I don't give a shit about nothing You be standing on the corner talking all that kufuffin But you don't make sense from all the gas you be huffing Then if the egg don't stain you'll be ringing off the hook You're on the hit list wanted in the telephone book I like songs with distortion, to drink in proportion The doctor said my mom should have had an abortion (fadingout) Bortion Bortion Bortion Bortion
I don't want to waste my time Become another casualty of society I'll never fall in line Become another victim of your conformity And back down
Waste my time with them Casualty of society Waste my time again Victim of your conformity And back down