Obsessive Compulsive Complainers Syndrome Is Taking Over Rock
It Seems Like No One Feels Like They Belong
All Of The Kids Can Relate To Self-Hate
They Don't Want A Pep Talk
A Million Screaming Outcasts Can't Be Wrong

I Don't Wanna, I'm Not Gonna
My Life's A Fuckin' Waste
And You're Paying Me To Stand Here And Complain

I Have Gone Nowhere But That Doesn't Phase Me
I've Done It For So Long
And Don't They Say That It's Never Too Late
And All Of The Girls I Know Are Crazy
But They Make For Funny Songs
Don't Understand Why I Can't Get A Date

I Can't Get No, I Can't Let Go
I'm A Basket Case
And You'll Never Understand A Thing I'm Saying
But You're Paying Me To Stand Here And Complain

Obsessive Compulsive Complainers Syndrome
Is My Get-Rich-Quick Scheme
Keep The Fame 'Cause That's Not What I'm After
But As Long As I'm Here Then I'll Shed A Tear
And Sing About Broken Dreams
My Life Can't Be Enough Of A Disaster