Standard (EADGBE)
x2
The rich dumb white kid thinks that he's everything
The loud mouthed round headed kid has a song to sing
Who is that there on the kitchen floor?
We'll soon find out that he doesn't wanna sing no more
It's always the same affair
But who really cares for God's creations?
His amputations?
x2
The tight assed mom and dad got a lot to say
They stick their nose into every game we play
Who is that there on the kitchen floor
We'll soon find out that he doesn't have a clue no more
It's always the same affair
But who really cares for God's creation
His reservation
It's likely to fall through air
And sometimes it's fair to God's creations
His amputations
x2
Down, down in the basement of our cares
There's always a place under the stairs
Like life isn't something every time
Like, like is an affection that is mine
x2
(fade out)