Testi musica canzoni

So your hair's bleached white now

It's in to put Orange County down.

Hanging out with L.A. sleaze well

Go ahead and push us we don't want you around

Sang for the Slashers you told Hermosa Beach

So you used to be a surfer in Huntington Beach

You're a liar if you follow all trends

Get out of here asshole, you've got no friends.

Just cling to the scene

But not when everybody knows what you are.

Where are you gonna go next?

I hear San Francisco's second best.

You got no friends...

Do you think you're real tough with those locks
and chains?

You know we want to use them to beat on your
brains.

Show up in Fullerton with blue dye on your head,

You stupid fucker, I wish you were dead.

Sang for the Slashers you told Hermosa Beach

So you used to be a surfer in Huntington Beach

You're a liar if you follow a trend

Get out of here asshole, you've got no friends.

Just cling to the scene

But not when everybody knows what you are.

Where are you gonna go next?

I hear San Francisco's second best.

You got no friends!