I think I know what's happenin' here Your punk rock clothes have disappeared I smell patchouli oil whenever your near I know what's goin' on You used to sing anarchy, hate and stuff Now it's time I called your bluff Now you're trying to sing about peace and love Enough is enough She likes the Dead She likes the Dead She likes the Dead She likes the Dead You used to wear all black and that was cool Drinkin' whiskey and skippin' school Now you think that Jerry rules Shave your Fucking legs! She likes the Dead She likes the Dead She likes the Dead She likes the Dead Now you found you're 28 Pregnant, fat, and overweight Worried about all that acid you ate How's your mental state? Go home and make some granola She likes the Dead She likes the Dead She likes the Dead She likes the Dead
