Another sick rock-and-roller acting like a dick

Bleeding cash burning through the trash

That piles up in this place

And fills up behind my empty face

Full of things that I'm not to do



You come over with all of your friends and all their opinions

I don't want to know

And I'm looking over my shoulder

Booking a way with nowhere to go



I'm running down to the corner lot

It's forty-five past two I almost forgot to show

I got a date to make with Nr. So-and-So

After which I won't care when you all start to bitch

And moan about being alone



You come over with all of your friends and all their opinions

I don't want to know

And I'm looking over my shoulder

Booking a way with nowhere to go



Well can't you just leave me alone?

You've already thrown all the sticks and stones

You had to send my way

Well can't you just leave it at that?

And spare us both the bother

'Cause I just bounce back anyway

I got nothing that I want to do

More than make another sonic fuck you

To play whenever you make my life cliché

So to fit in some little box with all the label shit

You say to keep confusion away



You come over with all of your friends and all their opinions

I don't want to know

And I'm looking over my shoulder

Booking a way with nowhere to go



You come over with all of your friends and all their opinions

I don't want to know

And I'm looking over my shoulder

Booking a way