Sum 41 – Fatlip

The sound of a generation. Apparently requires four vocalists. Easiest way to turn up against the man.

Well I’m a no goodnick lower middle class brat,
Back packed and I don’t give a s**t 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.

Poetry.

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~ by moviemickey on June 5, 2014.

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