Lyrics
Man, you beat up Fear's bass player
You were all surfers last year
Three years ago, it wasn't cool
You spit on me, but I'm the one
Hey, Bobby Pin had long hair
Did you spit on Darby Crash?
He had a fucking mohawk, man
There years ago, forming in '75
I'm a new waver
My girlfriend's a surfer
And she's more paid than you are
She's not gonna fuck you, anyways
Hey, it doesn't matter, you all suck
You don't know shit about punk rock
You're a bunch of fucking drug addicts
Screwing up what we call fun
I hate everything, and that means you
Yeah, I hate you more than doo
No time to get sleep, no time to get laid
I have a stick, it doesn't matter
I have a 2" x 2", it doesn't matter
Fake hardcore
You're fake hardcore
You spit on The Urinals
