Truth

Tell the children the truth...

Tell the children the truth...

Tell the children the truth...

Tell the children the truth...

Your p**sy band sounds just like sh*t

You're not punk rock

You're more like a punk trik

You corporate motherf**kers all suck a dick

I'm an anti-motherf**kin social independent

F**k the life

I don't want a thing

You buy - you sell - you suck - you pig

F**k the world

You're a lost consumer

You buy - you sell - you suck - you pig

You sold your time, your soul to Cosmo

In love with a name tag

How bout this toe tag

You got raped by the fags on TV

And the TV got raped by the FCC

F**k the life...

I don't want a thing

You buy - you sell - you suck - you pig

F**k the world

You're a lost consumer

You buy - you sell - you suck - you pig

How do you bite the hand that feeds?

How can I walk away?

How do you bite the hand that feeds?

How can I walk away?

How do you bite the hand that feeds?

How can I walk away?

How do you bite the hand that feeds?

How can I walk away?

No I'm not just a ni**a

I'm a punk rock ni**a

So you know I got nothin to lose

I'd rather pull the trigga

And take away my own life

Before I hand it over to you

F**k the life

I don't want a thing

You buy - you sell - you suck - you pig

F**k the world

You're a lost consumer

You buy - you sell - you suck - you pig