Nothing gets inside me nothing gets under my skin nothing gets inside my head yeah yeah yeah just this past Friday night everything felt right til some bozo went and ruined it all dickhead, jumped up on the stage seig-heiled jumped back down again crowd dragged him outside and beat him down, we might be
broke chumps but we don't need your five bucks oh no you and your racist friends stay home go start a fight at your house just this past Saturday night everything felt wrong we got kicked out before we got it on ted was skating around the bar the bouncing owner went too far we got the boot that night we made no friends we might be broke chumps but we don't need your attitude I'm not gonna beat no money outta you who need syour money romms and food rooms and dinner