Texty: NOFX. Pump Up The Valuum. And Now For Something Completely Similar.

Hello, welcome to our disc
Turn it up and get your neighbors pissed
Or turn it down, it don't matter to me

Take two placebos and call me lame

Can't you see my soul worn on the second sleeve
It's going up for sale as soon as it gets saved
Interrogation blues, once again I lose

You don't get to magnify my insecurities
You don't get to site and save my unhipocracies
Not for sale

Take two placebos then you can call me lame

Walk some in my shoes then tell me to fuck off
My oversized hat wont fit your humongous head
I'll trade a hundred days for one inside of you
Take me to a cave, where I can't be seen

Solace makes the heart, pump adrenaline
I'm sick of being used, time and again betrayed
Give a man a key, he cannot not open the door
Give him something free and hell sell it to the poor
Cest la vie

Take two placebos then you can call me lame

Walk some in my shoes then tell me that I'm fucked
My humongous hat wont fit your gigantic head