from the parking lot

you see our lights on

you see us coming fast you hide cause I know

drinkin' from empty cans

you see the pins we're wearin'

of band's you'll never know will drive you crazy



And this is how we roll

driving through the summer air

and this is how we roll

the suburban pioneers



hey you cheerleaders

we're superior

we're only losers till we reach the end of senior year

we never comb our hair

our clothes are out of fashion

from our old abandoned cars we'll blast the clash out



and this is how we roll

driving through the summer air

and this is how we roll

the suburban pioneers

and this is how we roll

with the black dye in our hair

and this is how we roll

we're the rebels of senior year



hey consumer girls

in your motorcades

'cause thats what daddy buys a new mercedes

but you would laugh at us

back in junior high

as we lost track of time in dreams of grandure



tell me, tell me

who's the one gone VIP yea

tell me, tell me

where's your boyfriend

tell me, tell me

do you want my autograph

tell me, tell me

how that feels now



and this is how we roll

driving through the summer air

and this is how we roll

the suburban pioneers

and this is how we roll

with the black dye in our hair

and this is how we roll

we're the rebels of senior year



won't you tell me that you're sorry now

'bout the 10 years wasted time

when you avoided my sight 'cause I was crushin' you

oh your standards were so high

but we'll sit in our cars and blast our tunes

'cause the music saved our lives

will the world love us we'll never know

will you wish you could go back, go back back in time



(tell me tell me)

do you want to

(tell me tell me)

tell me baby

(tell me tell me)

it's ok you want me



and this is how we roll

driving through the summer air

and this is how we roll

the suburban pioneers

and this is how we roll

with the black dye in our hair

and this is how we roll

we're the rebels of senior year