Them

Walking down the streets, Idiots are all I fucking see
Morons right in front of me
I've got a group of them to my right
And it's just the start of my night
Sitting on the corner of Manhattan Beach Blvd
And Ocean
See some s***s out for fun
Showing off their silicone tits
Pounds of makeup hide their zits
I can't believe what my eyes see
Bars packed with you. S. C. Fraternities
Plastic people with their plastic money
Mtv fed mentalities
I thank god I'm not like them
Pennyloafers on their feet
Collared shirts with rolled up sleeves
Tight blue jeans you wouldn't believe
I've got a dozen chumps to my right
And it's beginning to ruin my night
The to my left a bunch of chicks who think they're hot shit
So I slap them with my goddamn dick
People acting so sophisticated
By twenty-one they're all outdated
I don't ever want to be like them
I won't ever fuckin' be like them
I have fun laughing at them
I think god I'm not of one of them
Now I'm all surrounded
All these idiots suffocating me
So now it's time for me to leave
But as I leave this fucked up scene I thank god that I'm me