Trendy winds are blowing thru my hair
the punk elite are checking everything I wear
I´m tired of their endless whine, why can´t they mind their own?
cause what I am is what I will be.

Don´t need you or your crew
to tell me what to think or do
everyday when you try to waste my time
I waste a rhyme.

Sometimes I can´t understand what´s wrong
cause this scene is filled with people who´s bad and nong
you´re an idiot and loser if you go their way
cause you don´t need no one-track crew now.

Sometimes I can´t understand what´s wrong
to all you suckers we dedicate this song.