Lyrics

[Verse 1] I carry my girl through the mean city streets I change my mind with every week I don't stand for the Queen And I'll ask what those traditions mean [Verse 2] Oh, I've been labeled as an angry young man Because I don't fit into the master plan Under society's microscope I look funny but it's no joke [Chorus] I'm a social end product so don't blame me I'm a social end product of society It's not my fault that I don't belong It's the world around me that's gone all wrong Social end product, social end product Social end product, social end product [Verse 3] How did you expect me to turn out? Did you want me just a little boy scout? Before you start to criticize me Take a look and you will see See see see [Chorus] I'm a social end product so don't blame me I'm a social end product of society It's not my fault that I don't belong It's the world around me that's gone all wrong Social end product, social end product ALRIGHT! Social end product, social end product [Outro] Oh, how did you expect me to turn out? Did you want me just a little boy scout? Don't try to criticize me I'm a social end product! Social end product!