Warped Summer Extravaganza (Major Excellent)

It's burning and it's burning, it's burning

A fire inside that I just don't believe

Well, some call it anger, yeah some say frustration

But I think I call this big greed

This time the circus has left without us

And we couldn't run away

The fringe is the center now

Hey boy, that's great

When I woke up in hawthorne, I took ocean down to

The fairground to see everyone

So beautiful that I drowned in the waves

Of the haircuts, the spin kicks and jumps

Well I got my bottled water and my nachos

It came in at under twenty bucks

I got this bad taste in the back of my mouth

From my time on the back of the bus

This summer vacation, it's cheap and it's true

Its ideals are intact, it's the best we can do

This time you've turned into your own enemy

Not sellouts but dictating economies

These thieves, these thieves in their flip-flops and bro attitudes

Are the very reason we do what we do

When I say "fuck the man", it's what I believe

No matter who that man happens to be

No matter who that man happens to be

This Kevin or that one, it all seems the same

Exploit the avenues, fix all the gains

Well maybe they'll buy everything that you sell

But I'm outside these fences

Rolling fast down that hill...

Fuck your warped ideals!

Mother fucker!