
Sencillo / Pista
I'm a skid, a skid
A punk rock kid
My old man
You know what he did?
Punched me right in the heart
And now my world has fallen apart
How do I start? Scotty's the name
Being free, man, that's the game
Stuck in a car, parents' Great Planes
God, he don't know my name
Might as well have been handcuffed in the trunk
Leaving Wilburns behind who showed me punk
Phony Marshall family, city champions bound
Been a minute since any champion's been crowned
Pops is gonna pop a heart attack and drop
Stereotypical control freak cop
My old man Mick made his mark as a narc
Living with him, dirty, dirty, shaded dark
Soon as mom's awake, a shot so she don't shake
How does she take it? Lesser women would break
I'm a skid, a skid
A punk rock kid
Got my headphones on
And I blast the shit
I'm a skid, a skid
A punk rock kid
The Discman plays and man I rock to this