In that comfortable rut again Goals for the talking man Outside lies a presence But a lonely spirit's walking rut And he can't get out Man in a trap
Lost in limbo ask me why say how come? Tell me so just because
I know a girl Who lives on candy street Hey melancholy miss You need another kiss The world's a happy face My melancholy miss Stars burst Taste not sweet
Ain't got a job My life's a drag I'm just a waste Put me in a bag I went to school To learn how to cheat And all I got Were words on a sheet Nothing
WE AIN'T GOT NO RIGHTS! You say we're guilty of being white You tell me were gonna hafta fight You ain't got no rights/You ain't got no laws We ain
We used to walk down the streets Yellin' "Anarchy" to everyone we'd see It used to be the punks' favorite plea Bit it don't mean nothing to me Anarchy
Have you heard the latest news rumor has it he's screwed up I just heard from you know who she's going out with his best friend Partyline ring ring
Boy I feel so good Feel like a man I make love so often As often as I can Add another notch to my crotch This is how I live Making people all the time
As I'm walking down the road Different people yell at me: "Punk rock is dead, new wave is in" (Senseless comments by useless people) Your ignorance
Waiting waiting slowly creating Waking up to your name Respect and age are in the mind Nothing matters except today More meetings the chances are More
I'm sitting here with a gun trying to figure out what I've done now I just wanted to rob this place but they forced me to shoot them No way out police
Too many things are happening But none of them happen to me So angry I just wanna scream My head is gonna blow Reflection in the mirror Only I can see
Now I;ve got it I'm insane Van Halen gives me a pain And Supertramp gives me a cramp And I don't wanna go to camp And I don't wanna listen to it You
Doing drugs and booze everyday driving your car in a psychotic rage you don't hear what anyone says I'll read about you in the obituary page Teenager
I never thought that I'd fall I never thought I'd be so happy I never thought we'd fall apart I guess that it had to happen I'm a puppet on a string
Situations and advice I'm hearing Was it just you or talk? I painted a dreary picture And built it around your face Next time, you hear word of mouth
A violent situation Someone else's fight Outside someone's screaming Now this just isn't right Time to escape I walk into the room A man he shouts
Telling me how to live my life Where's your bible? Where's your money? You can't sell religion through the tube Send you money, we'd all get screwed [