I'm a skid, a skid
A punk rock kid
My old man -- you know what he did?
Punched me right in the heart!
And now my world, has fallen appart
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How do I start? Scotty's the name
Being free, man, that's the game
Stuck in a car, parents, great plans
God? He don't know my name (My name!)
I might as well've been handcuffed in the trunk
Leaving real ones behind, who showed me punk (Punk!)
Phony Marshall family, city champion's bound
Been a minute since any champions been crowned
Pops is gonna pop, by a heart attack and drop (Drop)
Stereotypical, control freak cop (Cop)
My old man Mick, made his mark as a narc
Living with him, dirty thirty shade of dark
Soon as mom's awake, a shot so she don't shake
How does she take it? A lesser woman would break
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I'm a skid, a skid
A punk rock kid
Got my headphones on and I blast the shit
I'm a skid, a skid
A punk rock kid
The Discman plays, and man I write to live
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