Onetwothreefour!

Baggy pants and a lip ring
Let all these mother fuckers sing
I have my board tucked underarm
Heading down to the skate park
Chicks are cool and people there
They all have caps and kick-ass hair
I wonder if I might get laid
Not like that guy who died of AIDS
Fucked up a gainer, screwed my leg
And that's when everybody said

Everybody scream
Fuck that!
Punk rock is reigning king
I hate the shit by fucking poppers
Music all made by jizz moppers
Everybody yell
Fuck that!
We got problems to sell
We're pissed and we're not taking any more
Get off the fucking floor

Kevin Smith and comic books
These prudes give us some dirty looks
Because we like to live our lives
Like we're all throwing shit with knives
Chicks are cool, I love the scene
Punk rock and skating, reign supreme
I listen to Blink 182
Unwritten Law, man, we love you
See guys pulling off 360 flips
And that's when everybody said

Everybody scream
Fuck that!
Punk rock is reigning king
I hate the shit by fucking poppers
Music all made by jizz moppers
Everybody yell
Fuck that!
We got problems to sell
We're pissed and we're not taking any more
Get off the fucking floor

We're not taking no more
Fuck that!
We'll even the score
A change has set in motion
Fuck you!
We will take the fucked shit down
Down (x6)
Take you fuckers down
Down (x6)

Prestige!
Fuck it!

Everybody scream
Fuck that!
Punk rock is reigning king
I hate the shit by fucking poppers
Music all made by jizz moppers
Everybody yell
Fuck that!
We got problems to sell
We're pissed and we're not taking any more
Get off the fucking floor (x2)


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