Texty: Millencolin. For Monkeys. Trendy Winds.

Trendy winds are blowing through my hair
The punk elite are checking every thing I wear
I'm tired of their endless whine, why can't they mind their own?
'Cause what I am is what I will be

I don't need you or your crew
To tell me what to think or do
Everyday when you try to waste my time
I waste a rhyme

And sometimes I can't understand what's wrong
'Cause this whole scene is filled with people who's bad and nong
An idiot's a loser man, if you go their way
'Cause you don't need no one-track crew now

Don't need you or your crew
To tell me what to think or do
Everyday when you try to waste my time
I waste a rhyme

Sometimes I can't understand what's wrong
To all you suckers we dedicate this song

I'm tired of their endless whine, why can't they mind their own?
'Cause what I am is what I will be

Don't need you or your crew
To tell me what to think or do
Everyday when you try to waste my time

Don't need you or your crew
To tell me what to think or do
Everyday when you try to waste my time
Don't need you