Look at me, I'm in the front lines I just came to have some fun I've never seen this band before I'm not like them, I'm hardcore Asshole, Asshole look
in thing See a phony cowboy try to sing Cowboy fashion, got my cowboy hat Levis and vest, I know where it's at See "Urban Cowboy" again and again Ride a legless bull
...I'm James Dean... I'm James Dean I create the scene Know what I mean I'm James Dean I'm James Dean [x3] I'm an American dream
WE AIN'T GOT NO RIGHTS! You say we're guilty of being white You tell me were gonna hafta fight You ain't got no rights/You ain't got no laws We ain
We used to walk down the streets Yellin' "Anarchy" to everyone we'd see It used to be the punks' favorite plea Bit it don't mean nothing to me Anarchy
Now I;ve got it I'm insane Van Halen gives me a pain And Supertramp gives me a cramp And I don't wanna go to camp And I don't wanna listen to it You
Telling me how to live my life Where's your bible? Where's your money? You can't sell religion through the tube Send you money, we'd all get screwed [
Always wears her tight-ass jeans If I was you I wouldn't be seen You say that my clothes are strange But don;t your jeans give your ass a pain? You'
It irritates you, the way I dress it bothers you, my hair so short I don't it to annoy you, I confess I hate you, and all your sort Sheer Terror [x5
Ain't got a job My life's a drag I'm just a waste Put me in a bag I went to school To learn how to cheat And all I got Were words on a sheet Nothing
