Storming through the party
like my name was El ninio
When I’m handgun out drinking
in the back of an El camino
As a kid, I was a skid and no one knew me by name.
I trashed my own house party cause no body came.

I know I’m not the one you
thought you knew back in high school
Never going, ever showing up when we had to.
Is it attention that we crave
don’t tell us to behave,
I’m sick of always hearing act your age.

I don’t want to waste my time
And [bad word] a casualty of society.
I’ll never fall in line [bad word] a victim of your conformity
And back down.

Because you don’t
Know us at all we laugh when old people fall.
But what would you expect
with a conscience so small.
Heavy metal and mullets it’s how we were raised.
Maiden and priest were the gods that we praised

Cause we like having
fun at other peoples expense and,
Cutting people down is just a minor offence then,
It’s none of your concern, I guess I’ll never learn.
I’m sick of being told to wait my turn.

I don’t want to waste my time
And [bad word] a casualty of society.
I’ll never fall in line [bad word] a victim of your conformity
And back down.

Don’t count on me, to let you know when.
Don’t count on me, I’ll do it again.
Don’t count on me, it’s the point you’re missing.
Don’t count on me, cause I’m not listening.

Well I’m a no goodnick lower middle class brat,
Back packed
and I don’t give a [bad word] about nothing.
You be standing on the corner
talking all that kufuffin.
But you don’t make sense
from all the gas you be huffing.
Then if the egg don’t stain
you’ll be ringing off the hook,
You’re on the hit list wanted
in the telephone book.
I like songs with distortion,
to drink in proportion.
The doctor said my mom
should have had an abortion.

I don’t want to waste my time
And [bad word] a casualty of society.
I’ll never fall in line [bad word] a victim of your conformity
And back down.
Waste my time with them
Casualty of society.
Waste my time again,
Victim of your conformity
And back down.