• Trying to start up trouble boy?
    sometimes I wonder if this is a decoy,
    Stop with your deploys you killjoy,
    You're living your life less than a paperboy,

    You seek some rebellion,
    More or less a teenage dream,
    Childish fun boiled down from a cauldron,
    Rise up like a sun to raise your gun,

    You're ready for deadly meddling,
    Unsettling crowds aloud fist pumps proud,
    Swimming around like trout liquid goo from your snout,
    Then a hoot and a howt you're ready to shout out,

    No more rules no more dictation,
    Self proven allegation fighting this nation,
    So impatient no strategy just complacent,
    You'd rather put a bullet through your head before you truly change us.