Letras: NOFX. One Way Ticket to Fuckneckville.

No sleep 'till fuckneckville
it's kinda funny, you may not realize it until
phone calls stop, can't get laid
you find out where the parties were some time the next day
one way ticket to seclusion, now you lose it all
one way ticket to alienation, you're an inside joke
is everybody supposed to be
impressed with your ability
to make us feel less significant than you?
we're all chippin in to purchase you
a one way first class ticket outta town.
millions sold, mega-star
there's a million assholes with 10 million guitars
enjoy it now, soon it ends
suddenly you find yourself without any friends
one way ticket to isolation, you can hang with you
you've been given a citation for excessive social faux pa and obnoxiousness
go ahead keep tellin us your
15 minute stories about
what you had for breakfast then for lunch.
we're all chippin in for one big humble pie
we're gonna smash it in your face.
go ahead tell us about your
last week's sold out concert
and how your new record's gonna top the charts.
we don't care about your expenses
we just wanna have a laugh at your expense