There's a places some of us choose to live

gated community, cops can't come in

A neighborhood for punks over the hill

We're spendin' our golden years in Mattersville

We can do whatever we want whenever we please

There's always a keg of beer and a block of cheese

We got Charams, pinball, asteroids, space invaders and missle command



We will grow old together we will play bridge and texas hold 'em

Duane and Stevie Cab they still skateboard

but most of us lawn bowl and shuffle board

We may be getting ripe but we ain't bored



We got a blackboard with some rules and laws

Hefe's got an 18 car garage

Most the cars are smashed but so is Spike

twice a week on karaoke night

Eric Melvin lives next door to me

Limo and The Locknecks head security

At the end of my cul- de- sac

Davey Havok's house is painted black



We will grow old and fatter

We got our ville so what

else matters Trashy, Mod

and Kath are staying up

Nathan Matt and Dad are passing out When

California cracks

we're all goin' down