I ain't worried about a goddamn thing
I hear them talkin', I ain't listening
How many times did you tell me I was wrong
But I didn't listen to you and I only stayed strong
In a world where people don't hang on too long
I belong, prove me wrong
Out come the wolves in the lunar light
Fight or flight, you're wrong I'm right
Talk to me straight man but be polite
You hear my scream 'cause this wolf bites
I'm Matt Freeman and I'm comin' in quick
I got a '64 Merc and a clutch that won't slip
I don't give a god damn what they say
I'm born and raised in the East Bay
I take chances that most won't take
I get knocked down, I won't break
Get it clear and make no mistake
This town's filled with the rattle snakes
Black, brown, white, we're all punk rock
We're the kings of our low income block
Blown out speakers, skinheads, mohawk
When we all get together ya the music won't stop
Lyrics taken straight from the booklet:
I ain't worried about a goddamn thing I hear them talkin', I ain't listening
How many times did you tell me I was wrong But I didn't listen to you and I only stayed strong In a world where people don't hang on too long I belong, prove me wrong
Out come the wolves in the lunar light Fight or flight, you're wrong I'm right Talk to me straight man but be polite You hear my scream 'cause this wolf bites
I'm Matt Freeman and I'm comin' in quick I got a '64 Merc and a clutch that won't slip I don't give a god damn what they say I'm born and raised in the East Bay
I take chances that most won't take I get knocked down, I won't break Get it clear and make no mistake This town's filled with the rattle snakes
Black, brown, white, we're all punk rock We're the kings of our low income block Blown out speakers, skinheads, mohawk When we all get together ya the music won't stop