Fat Lip (Video Version) Lyrics

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Fat Lip (Video Version) Lyrics by Sum 41

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Intro: 
Neva the less am i dressed for the occasion 
Its number 32 now heres the situation 
If the beat moves your feet 
then dont change the station 
pack your bags cause 
we're leaving on a permanent vacation 
well im a disaster a microphone master 
put on the tape and rock your ghetto blaster 
Its not about the money, cars, hotels, or resorts 
its about sweaten all the bitches in my biker shorts 
Stormin' through the party like my name was El nino 
When I'm hangin' out drinkin' in the back of an El Camino 
As a kid, was a skid and no one knew me by name 
I trashed my own house party cause nobody came 
Now, I know I'm not the one you thought you knew back in high school 
Never goin' never showin' up when we had to 
Attention that we crave don't tell us to behave 
I'm sick of always hearin' act your age 
Chorus: 
I don't wanna waste my time  
Become another casualty of society 
I'll never fall in line 
Become another victim of your conformity  
And back down 
Be-cuz you don't  
Know us at all we laugh when old people fall 
But what would you expect with a conscience so small 
Heavy metal and mullets it's how we were raised 
Maiden and priest were the gods that we praised 
Cause we like havin' fun at other people's expense and 
Cuttin' people down is just a minor offense then 
It's none of your concern, I guess I'll never learn 
I'm sick of bein' told to wait my turn 
Repeat Chorus 
Don't count on me, to let you know when 
Don't count on me, I'll do it again 
Don't count on me, it's the point you're missin' 
Don't count on me, 'Cuz I'm not listenin' 
Well I'm a no goodnick lower middle class brat 
Back packed and I don't give a shit about nothin' 
You be standin' on the corner talkin' all that kufuffin 
But you don't make sense from all the gas you be huffin' 
Then if the ink don't stain you'll be ringin' off the hook 
You're on the hit list wanted in the telephone book 
I like songs with distortion, to drink in proportion 
The doctor said my mom should have had an abortion.......... 
Repeat Chorus 
Waste my time with them 
Casualty of society 
Waste my time again 
Victim of your conformity  
And back down

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