i can’t stand to look at you
you sit there thinking you’re so cool
tight t-shirt, baggy pants
you f*ckers are too scared to dance
the Abducted vs. the emo kids
and you’re gonna die
you buy into a clique that’s cut to fit
and your bands all sound like sh*t
you stupid kids aint got no soul
you can’t begin to fathom real
rock ‘n’ roll
