thinkin bout the fuckin british shit

thinkin bout the fuckin british shit
the fuckin palce whereim fuckin from
they fuckin say thats where i fuckin belong
the fuckin british indians keep to them fucking selves
in fuckin america im the fuckin only one
they fuckin moved me out here and it fuckin blows
there's not a fuckin damn thing to do
except fuckin gather up the people that got screwed
im thinkin about how shit is bad
im thinkin bout anita's got mad
im thinkin bout how this place is fuckin shitty
and im thinking bout how anita's fuckin great
we've got fuckin problems
and shit isn't fuckin gettin solved
my fuckin parents don't fuckin give a shit
they fuckin just watch as i don't fuckin move an inch
kisses and hugs fuckin keep me from chaos
and im kept straight its great havin her around
this fuckin shit is fuckin amazing
we've got the band and we're fucking pushing that shit
im tryin to fuckin figure out how i got in this fuckin mess
fuckin sittin in this house fuckin feelin all depressed
im fuckin of fuckin doin nothin every fuckin day
i fuckin hate fuckin living this way
im fuckin feelin drained
even though i havent fuckin moved all day
my fathers fuckin like chris
my mothers fuckin like preston
i havent figured out my sister yet
but im ready to fucking go to boston
things have fuckin fed me the fuck up
and im fuckin tired of all this fuckin nonsense
these fuckin people are not my fuckin friends
i dont fuckin want any of this
my fuckin problem is the cash you see
thats the fuckin way that they control me
cause i havent fuckin got a job yet
and i havent fucking gotten my education either
but its fucking impossible to complete a class
when fuckin people are you act like fuckin asses
they dont fucking understand what supporting means
and i dont fucking want to teach them anymore
they waste my time and play games with me
they know just what to say to fucking waste me