a skeleton in a suit and tie tells us what we oughta buy a bag of coke and a nuclear heart support your conscience that s a start if you win the game some have to lose the fun part is that you can t choose you re born into your social class you re stuck there and it s hard to pass their social norms and social rules we re social scum they re social tools they tell us all their social lies ignoring all our social cries we lose the game before we start they watch us dance and we fall apart well let s be ourselves never be social we ll play their game never be social whoa whoa ken and barb in greek fatigues tell us what we oughta be the car to drive what to drink ignorant bliss no need to think as barb cakes fetus on her face ken sucks blood at his workplace they take from you they take from me society s anomalies their social norms and social rules we re social scum they re social tools they tell us all their social lies ignoring all our social cries we lose the game before we start they watch us dance and we fall apart well let s be ourselves never be social we ll play their game never be social whoa whoa 1 2 3 4 their social norms and social rules we re social scum they re social tools they tell us all their social lies ignoring all our social cries we lose the game before we start they watch us dance and we fall apart well let s be ourselves never be social we ll play their game never be social whoa whoa
['power-pop punk']