V-town

I don’t understand what you want me to do
Maybe open up my vein or sell my soul you
But I gotta get my ass outta this lame town
The scene’s so beat and nothing ever goes down
But I know it ain’t nobody’s fault
Suburban life was never made for the young
God for bid we throw a party that gets out of hand
The only thing we could do was start a ska band
I just gotta get outta V-Town (get away, get away)
‘Cause I know if I don’t leave everything I’ve ever dreamed of
Will quickly fade away and I’ll have to conform
Mow the lawn on Sunday morning, play bridge with people I don’t really like
And I ain’t down with that
Can’t you all see what we tried to do
We took a dead town and made a scene for you
But we were all posers and we weren’t cool
And the wrestlers didn’t like us at Eastern High School
But you didn’t even give us a chance
I guess kickin’ shit’s your only way to have fun
God for bid we didn’t choose to play your mainstream
But there ain’t nothing like hearing our fans scream
I just gotta get outta V-Town (get away, get away)
Gotta get away
Still I wonder why you all turned your backs on us
And I don’t think that you could even tell me why
We tried to give to you something that was fun to do
But you spit it right back in our face
Gotta Get Out!
I just gotta get outta V-Town
1,2, FUCK YOU
‘Cause I know if I don’t leave everything I’ve ever dreamed of
Will quickly fade away and I’ll have to conform
Mow the lawn on Sunday morning, play bridge with people I don’t really like
And I ain’t down with that
I always said, Once I leave I’m never coming back here.
It’s like a prison and a ghost town."
Everybody’s so cool drivin’ in there jeeps
But this time when I leave this fucking town, I swear
I’m never coming back