The Death Of Me

Outside of anything
Me? I like to dance and I like to sing
Cause that’s easy when your running outside
Only outside and you are looking in
All the squares dress like freaks
All the geeks and their chicks
You know they gonna be the death of me
All the pimps and the squeaks
All the pigs and their beaks
You know they gonna be the death of me
I never had anything
So I don’t believe in anything
What you think about that?
I say, what you think about that?
All the squares dress like freaks
All the geeks and their chicks
You know they gonna be the death of me
All the pimps and the squeaks
All the pigs and their beaks
You know they gonna be the death of me
Mr. Darwin
Where you at tonight?
I say. Hey Mr. Darwin
Can you make it alright?
And they hide the faces
And they hide their eyes
Because the breed is dying
And they don’t want to know why
All the squares dress like freaks
All the geeks and their chicks
You know they gonna be the death of me
All the pimps and the squeaks
All the pigs and theirs beaks
You know they gonna be the death of me
Fuck the man!
Hoff and poff
Hoff and poff
Hoff and poff
And blow your house down