People You Know

Someone please!
Please write a script that's made for me
That appeals to people listening to this CD,
I got a wish, I got a wish
That all of this was something special
I need a drink, I need a pill
No wait, I was over two years sober
But this guy, he said that I was on drugs
I should give some money to that bitch.

Or I could just get a real fucking job.

I am a prick, look at me go
I can get lucky playing some shows, I'm a bitch
Ima go get some new expensive shit.
Oh man I hurt, emotions they suck
But I'll just tell people, I don't give a fuck about that shit.

Ain't nobody fucking with me, man,
Ain't nobody fucking with me.

Rancid is the sound of my voice
Croaking it's drama across an orchestra of friendly faces
Singing along with their dying concern.
Rancid is the sound of my voice
Croaking it's drama across an orchestra of friendly faces
Singing along with their dying concern to my bullshit.

Where did our honor go? I think I know
We've all been fucking each other in bathrooms at parties
Where did my money go? I spent it on blow
You know that I fucked all my homies' ho's
Where did our morals go? I left them in Cabo
My parents can pay for the abortion, you know.

Who has a plan?
We hold out our hands in hope for a free ride to successful endeavors.

The weak are the liars, the strong think too much,
I am too cynical to say I don't give a fuck.
The weak are the liars, the strong think too much,
I am too cynical to say I don't give a fuck.

I need money, I need clothes,
I need women, I need blow.

Something is very fucking wrong.

Resting your head on your best friend's sister's shoulder
Your mother's job is to fuck all your neighbours
Bodies thrusting to the beat of our shame.

Where did our honor go? I think I know
We've all been fucking each other in bathrooms at parties
where did my money go? I spent it on blow
You know that I fucked all my homies' ho's
Where did our morals go? I left them in Cabo
My parents can pay for the abortion, you know.

Who has a plan?
We hold out our hands in hope for a free ride to successful endeavors.

Give my regards to all you shady fucks
Thorn in my fucking side.

Loyalty, Honesty,
Trust, Respect,
Humility, Sincerity.

We are all so full of fucking shit,
We are all so full of fucking shit.

Uneasy hearts weigh the most, oh uneasy hearts they weigh the most...

Maybe I can find a place for you with all the things you do, i have no clue, watching you, lately I, have been hoping to, in thought of what to say, what they don't find out