In your beady eyes I don't make the scene Well your right if being part of

your teenage soap opera's what you mean Degenerate degenerate Encapsulated

with all the other creeps In another lame quest to be this month's kings of

the shitheap I've got a life and I know you're having fun But I can't take

part 'cause I can't go back when the game is done Reality dosen't mean a

fucking thing out here in candyland It's all about street creds dropping

names sucking up and shaking hands I never knew which way to go but I know

that way id for the chumps Go back to church and school and work and leave

this degenerate alone