They write songs to get laid and songs to get paid
Those dumb motherfuckers are smarter than me
But I don't believe a word that they say
They're running around like they don't know their way

But I will be forever young
I try to be forever dumb
I'll never learn
I'll do it myself
And the rest of you can go to hell

I've got so many thoughts that I put into words
And some sort of attention could just be a curse
Cause I say these things, if just for myself
I can be self-destructive
I don't need your help

And I will be forever bored
I know just what you're looking for
So I'll run away and never look back
From these places I always forget

Who do you think is doing who?
And what's that new song you think's about you?
I support my city but not the scene
I consider myself a part of nothing

And I don't care who else you hate
You pride yourselves on everything
Except the things that matter most
And I don't agree anymore
But I will be forever young
I try to be forever dumb
I'll never learn
I'll do it myself
And the rest of you can go to hell


Lyrics submitted by eltroyo11

Noon (Protest Song) song meanings
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