DESCRIPTION:
i was sittin' at home, on the bed. playing these strings straight through my head.
one hopes, two hopes, three hopes dead, its time to eat but all i got is bread,
so in with the old and away with the new, trusting no one, stickin with the crew, skating the streets, writing on the walls, give us your rules and we'll break your laws!
so i just told my mom how i felt, she threw a fit, and hit me with a belt.
said "son, you better get a job, act your age, quit being a slob".
so in with the old and away with the new, trusting no one, stickin with the crew, skating the streets writing on the walls, give us your rules and we'll break your laws!
so i took a walk down through the town, dragged my feet, stared at the ground.
im still here walking down the street, waiting for someone new to meet.
so with me, i have all i need, watching you people with your greed.
six strings and a board with wheels, keep walking on you don't know how it feels.