look up to people so tall to you
I can't so I won't stand
up chuck break luck
look for the splinters
you might see where they come out
go down sweet Yardley
I won't let you fall down
sweet Yardley
I won't let you fall down
here now
god damn the guts and the gore
nobody's crying cause there's no one to score for
come up sweet Randy
I won't let you fall
what you gotta lose
what you gotta prove
who you gonna screw
down here now
I am here now
your life is selected
to come
waiting for the mellow-ration
generation, fight this generation
