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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
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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