Lyrics
I’ve never been mistaken for a socialite… sh** I’m staying home at night
Smoking pipes, and sipping on corona lights
Aside from doing nothing, ill show up at poker night
Or roll up to the local fights, but often it’s an oversight
Even my boys ain’t been seeing me
But I’d still have their back in a flash if in fact they needed me
I just like living life leisurely and most of them agree with me, peace is piece of me
I’m an antisocial animal, anxiety is highly understandable
Thriving in society will damn you to a life of getting handed to
A man that moved, up a ladder, f*** a master, punch and shatter mandibles, what’s the matter?
What’s the matter? Nothing matters, and I keep getting f*** in madder,
But nothing happens, quit f*** in laughing,
Cuz you won’t make a fool of me, you can keep your clothing and jewelry,
I guess being cool just isn’t cool to me
I need to eat a pharmaceutical sandwich
To ward off the usual confusion and panic
I’m the bipolar bandit, I swallow a Xanax
Handfuls of Paxil so relaxed I can’t stand it
Damn it this damage you can’t fix with a bandage
It slips in like a phantom, limiting your bandwidth
If this fits you like a tantrum, give em a hand then
I know I’m not alone, and this is our anthem
Geeks, nerds, loners, and stoners,
All the smart kids who don’t own a diploma
Gamers, Painters, plumbers and tweakers
Underachievers with gum on your sneakers
Hackers, slackers, all the backpackers
Did the math but we didn’t ask to be a factor
To all of the people, you all are my people
With all of us equal, all of equal
I want to be an inspiration and a hero, for a nation full of weirdos,
I’m changing my career goal
My five step plans’s to kick flavor in your ear holes
Number two communicate through changing 1’s and 0’s
Number three I promise that my love is free
If you want cd’s I got mp3’s on my torrent site
Number four and five keep performing til I die
And making sure my lines, are never boring or borderline
