You can watch us  Maybe even mock us  But in the end it's all the same  You may talk the talk  And your bark is loud  Can you walk the walk  Where's your loyal crowd?  You have all the funds  It's funny you have no job  Mommy will but pay for it all  You lazy fat ass slob    Why diss the band  While we bust our ass  What's the problem  We've got style  We've got class  You talk your trash  About all the other ones  Can you back your shit  Why don't you come get some  Let's split    I know of your girl  Man she rocked my world  What can I say  Maybe if you weren't so fucking gay  So see we are pimps  Of all punk and ska  Get on the bandwagon  Fuck all your popularity laws  We all live in a house  Made with nothing but glass  So you throw a brick  We can't help it if your band sucks ass    We are not cool  We're straight up frozen  It's our lifestyle  Nothing to put your nose in  Say I'm 2 faced  Print it to the press  Are you jealous  Cause your ass is worthless  Let's split    Well notice this  We'll let you in  Shows starts at 10  You're gonna fuck us  In the end  We'll bring the noise  And start up the party  It's gettin' kinda shoddy  Where the hell's my Bacardi  We're not saying  We're better than you  Its just that you don't know shit  From shampoo    Were all punks or skins or rudes  Or whatever the fuck you claim you are  Turn the on our sound  And sing along in your car!!!    See, the music's all the difference  But the message is all the same  A scene with without unity  Is nothing short of lame  Next time ya wanna talk shit  And your mind is out of focus  You can get a FUCK YOU  From 2 Week Notice