Trendy Winds

Trendy winds are blowing through my hair

The punk-elite are checking everything 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



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

'Cause this scene is filled with people who's bad and nong

You're an idiot and looser if you go their way

'Cause you don't need no one-track crew now



Sometimes I can't understand what's wrong

To all you suckers we dedicate this song