Testo Na Na Na, Blah Blah Blah, Fuck You Gob
why do you always tell me
what i have to say?
why do you always tell me
what i have to do?
everything you always wanted
ends up changing
youæàîe rearranging
bands on the other labels
get the royal treatment
we get shit on
and itæàï gone on so long
and you know somethingæàï wrong
do you think that everyone
is easily pleased?
youæàîe mistaken
explanations, argumentive situations
but offensive?
you see things through
someone elseæàï eyes
always believing what they think
and maybe you would comprehend this
if you werenæàð kissing someoneæàï ass!
itæàï gone on so long
and you know somethingæàï wrong
why do you always tell me
what i have to say?
why do you always tell me
what i have to do?
fuck you!