Leader of the Methadones and the Mopes, too. Wears a Green Day hat; he don't watch the news. He's rough; he's tough; he's fun to have around. He ain't
The girls dig the way the guys get all wiped out With their feet in the air you can hear 'em shout They're not afraid, not my boys They grit their teeth
One thing I know it's true - I need a little girl like you So I can stop hanging around So I can stop making that downtown trip, you know I'm starting
You've been spreading lies around. You've been tryin' to put me down. Well, I went to the party, that much is true, But what you said I did, I didn't
I really don't know what I'm doing Hanging out with you Trying to be cool when you know that I'm not It's funny but It's true I'm hip to your trip, I
I didn't feel so hot when I woke up today The phone rang, I grabbed it and I heard you say: "Hey man, whatcha doin' right now, Get off your ass and come
They say I'm outta my skull I've really, really gone down And I'm taking the Queers My wrist went limp and I resemble a chimp in between my ears I'm a
I'm feeling so sick, someone get me a beer My life is a shambles, you know I'm a Queer My head it really pounds and pounds Records just go round and round
I'm hanging 'round hoping hard That you wanna be with me always and always It's my way of saying won't you stick around me For the rest of your life I
I don't wanna hang around with you. I think you suck and smell bad, too. Now, I'm sittin' here with nothing to do. You didn't wanna fuck me so Fuck You
I called in sick to work today and stayed in bed 'til noon And now I just don't care what's going on outside this room Things aren't getting better My
We see you with your ponytqail and flannel 'round your waist Sideburns, goatees and pimples on your face According to Spin magazine, you're so cool and
Punks today just make me sick. Selling out just ain't what makes me tick. Jack ass punks are a bore. Those sell out fucks are all whores. Skinheads ain
When trouble come, you stick your head in the sand. You fuckin' jerk, you got your drink in your hand. And I'm fuckin' sick of hearin' you whine About
Eating magic mushrooms ain't for me Or getting all screwed up on LSD Or eating bean sprouts all day long And smoking pot out of a bong Wearing flowers
Caught smoking a cigarette and sucking down a brew They gave me no supper, they locked me in my room My mother caught me in her purse - Hey that's just
Fagtown, Beantown, all the queers hang around. ? This motel is certainly peach. Fagtown ? on the beach. Fagtown, Fagtown, Fagtown, Fagtown sucks. Fagtown
I know you think I'm just a useless stupid punk Because every night I come home drunk Hi Mom, it's me, the fuckin' little shit The ugly little monkey