Fuck You

They told me to stop my drinking
They told me no more women or booze
They told me no more late nights of cocaine
Well I had to tell them fuck you
And I’ve had my share of hard times and hand cuffs
Drunk tanks, court dates and county blues
And I’ve started more bar fights than I’ve finished
But they all started with a fuck you
Well I don’t give a god damn if this life leads us to hell
I don’t give a shit if you don’t like what we do
I got my friends and good times and that California sunshine
You can have the rest plus fuck you
And I fall out of love just as quick as I fall in
My broken heart is covered in tattoos
And the girls think I’m cute on the weekends
But when Monday comes around and they tell me fuck you
And our tour van is just a rolling felony
Percocets, Oxys, and mushrooms
But when we get pulled over by the god damn police
We say well officer fuck you
Well I don’t give a god damn if this life leads us to hell
I don’t give a shit if you don’t like what we do
I got my friends and good times and that California sunshine
You can have the rest plus fuck you