We're singing a song about our anger
I write down some lines to keep my tempa
Sophisticated I'm not that kind
Only the tastes of freedom keep us alive
We won't surrender I just mention
We give tha fuck on straight life
9 p.m. live on stage
Even your dog gets better payed
But at least we're able to advance
We stuck in sucking exams
Too inexpierenced to settle down
And education isn't solved
Your remedy has great variety
Your life shows it it's exposed
We're singing a song about. . .
. . .give the fuck on straight life
. . .don't you hate that junk
. . .why don't you give the fuck on straight life
From the six to the four
I just work to keep my smoke supported
Not at all I'm not that stoked
'cuz I don't look away
From the shadow life casts
We got the great opportunity
To live a fast life or let it last
. . .give tha fuck on staight life
. . .don't you hate that junk
. . .we won't surrender