Here you come again, looking down on me
start bitching about how the things should be
what I should do to fit in your pathetic scene
why can't it still be like it used to be in 1983?
Who's f*ckin' who & who the f*ck are you?
And who the f*ck you think you are to tell me what I can
or can't do?
Don't care what you say, I see things my own way
you're not making world a better place,
You're just making it worse with your punk rock CIA.
Here you come again, looking down on me
start bitching about how the things should be
what's the plae to go & who's the guy to know
what bible to read
what's the shit to eat
what the f*ck to do to be punk enough for you?
Who's f*ckin' who?