A Punk Rock Tale of Woe

You see your life, it's going nowhere

You wonder why, check out your mohawk hair

Got no girl but an online degree

Knuckle tattoos and countless felonies

Get out, get out

It's time to take a different route

Get out, get out, get out, get out

I'm sick and I'm tired of hearing you pout

Six orphan kids and five shitty moms

Wondering why you can't hold down a job

When I see you, you tell me your woes

Grow the fuck up and change your dumb ass clothes

Get out, get out

It's time to take a different route

Get out, get out, get out, get out

I'm sick and I'm tired of hearing you pout

Get out, get out

It's time to take a different route

Get out, get out, get out, get out

I'm sick and I'm tired of hearing you pout