lunchbox
"Next motherfucker's gonna get my metal"
"I bring you..."
Break it down...
On, we plow!
The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest
Try to tell me, tell me he's the best
I don't really give a good goddamn, 'cause
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
("I'm making my lunch!")
I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be, so no one fucks with me, yeah
"Fire, I bring you fire
Fire, I bring you..."
I got the pencils in my pocket, try to put me down
Wanna go out, gotta get out to the playground
Gonna throw down at the playground
I wanna go out
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker...
Pow, pow, pow!
Pow, pow, pow!
Pow, pow, pow!
Pow, pow, pow!
I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be, so no one fucks with me, yeah
"Did you have fun as a kid?"
"It's the most beautiful thing."
"It's beautiful to be made into a tattle tale or be forced to admire authority, or sell yourself for a piece of candy."
Yeah!
I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be, so no one fucks with me, yeah
I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be, so no one fucks with me, yeah, yeah, yeah