There's a place some of us choose to live Gated community - cops can't come in A neighborhood for punks over the hill We'll spend our golden years in Mattersville
We could do whatever we want, whenever we please There's always a keg of beer and a block of cheese We've got Carubs, Pitfall, Asteroids... Space Invaders, and Missile Command...
We will grow old together We will play bridge and texas hold'em Twiggy, Steve, and Kev - they still skateboard But most of us want bowling, shuffleboard We may be getting ripe, but we ain't bored
We got a blackboard with some rules and laws Hefe's got an eighteen car garage Most of the cars are smashed, and so is Spike Twice a week on karaoke night
Eric Melvin lives nextdoor to me Limo and the "Lochness" Head Security At the end of my cul-de-sac Davey Havok's house is painted black
We will grow old and fatter We got our ville, so what else matters?
Trashy, Mon, and Kev - they're staying up Making matters out of passing out... The California trash are going down...
Do, do, do... Do, do, do, do, do... Da, da... Da, da... Da, da, da...
Compositor: Michael John Burkett (Fat Mike) (BMI)Editores: Nofx Music (BMI), Backlash Enterprises (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #1004025 em 11/Abr/2024