The first time I saw the descendents, they were the fastest band I’d ever seen
No one in the crowd really cared for them, we were waiting for the ally cats to play
After a couple months I heard kabuki girl, on rodney on the roo late sunday night
That was enough for me, I hopped the bus to licorice pizza and baught my all time favorite record

The next time I went to the whiskey, it was doa with millions of dead cops
The latter band played faster than I could believe
But the songs sounded the same and kinda sucked
’cept john wayne was a [bad word]  and joey [bad word] was a [bad word] Then john macias beat some hippie to a pulp, cuz having long hair was a mistake

The third time I went to the hospital, I needed 13 stitches in my head
I managed to catch about 6 songs of ill repute, then some suicidal threw me into a post
My girlfriend started to cry cuz we had to leave before dri played 50 lousy songs
My blood stained shirt smelled of clove cigarettes
But it sure looked pretty cool after a wash