I tried once to be civil But I just got put on hold I'm sick of hearing complaints The espresso is too cold You act like you're a friend But then you talk 'bout how we suck Just save it for your dildo That's the only thing you'll fuck
Chorus:
If I was smart I'd run fast Out of this town Sometimes I want to shout and scream Fuck L.A.
Traded your Doc Martens In exchange for cowboy boots You're asking who's Keith Morris Yeah you're punk rock Where's your roots You're a rocker you're a biker You're punk rock now you skate Last year it was Zeppelin Now it's Bad Brains You're a fake
