Fadz

Finally, you’ve seen some sense
Your fad has worn away you f*ckin inbreds
You know who you are, the ones who would scold
When I’d be drinking cider in your cult like town
You’ll never mention that shit that you did
You’d rather just forget all that straight edged biz
But I won’t forget that couple of years
When you had to wear a cross coz you didn’t drink beer
No one gives a shit if you drink or you don’t
No one gives a f*ck if you smoke or you don’t
I don’t give two shits if you think I’m a dick
At least I know that I am true to myself
No one gives a f*ck if you drink or you don’t
Which is why you made a fuss you attention seeking joke
Trying to fit in? Be part of a crowd?
Just don’t preach to me about the shit that I smoke
Dividing the scene, I hated that shit
But now you’ve come around and you wanna slot back in
You’ve changed your looks and now your drinking all the time
But I won’t forget those fascist punk times
What the f*ck happened to the scene back then?
With its elitist hierarchy and separation of friends
The tighter the pants, the straighter the hair
No one gives a f*ck about how much hairspray you wear
Remember how you looked when you practiced your moves?
You looked like a c*nt, I’m telling you
I know that you’ve changed, you grew out of this shit
But I’ll never forget you, you arrogant set of pricks