Do you remember when you were younger   And didn't quite fit in with the rest of the kids and   Staying home on a fiday night alone.   They called you an outcast   They called you a dumb-ass    And when they picked teams You were always picked last   But now that we're grown up..   KISS MY ASS!   [chorus]   It's you I don't like   Next time I'll do what's right!   Knock me down, push me around Ill get back up and fight.(X2)      You come home with tears in your eyes   And your fears   But take off your disguise and we'll show what we're made of   We'll prove that we won't take their shit and   We'll show that we're better when bloodied and battered   Are morals aren't severed,   But we're getting madder   We'll get back up and say!   It's you I don't like   Next time I'll do what's right!   Knock me down, push me around Ill get back up and fight.(X4)