Na Na Na, Blah Blah Blah, Fuck You

Gob

Why do you always tell me

What I have to say?

Why do you always tell me

What I have to do?

Everything you always wanted

Ends up changing

You're rearranging

Bands on the other labels

Get the royal treatment

We get shit on

And it's gone on so long

And you know something's wrong

Do you think that everyone

Is easily pleased?

You're mistaken

Explanations, argumentive situations

But offensive?

You see things through

Someone else's eyes

Always believing what they think

And maybe you would comprehend this

If you weren't kissing someone's ass!

It's gone on so long

And you know something's wrong

Why do you always tell me

What I have to say'

Why do you always tell me

What I have to do?

Fuck you!