Outta Style

Lyrics

Some have expectations to meet And some have guidelines to meet Don't bring all your problems to me They're livin' in a world of make believe I don't care what you say I'm gonna live it out my own way I don't need to be your way Just to show I'm cool I don't live my life by guidelines Set by fascist fools We all know who's in command I think they call him "style" He's the one who tells you How to dress and when to smile Once upon a time There was a boy who wanted friends He put on the right clothes And pursued a happy end Soon he got suspicious And he started to decide Clothes cannot dictate what's cool And soon gained back his pride I don't need the things you say I don't need the things you do I don't need the things you wear I'll just throw those things right back to you Right back to you Now it's time for you to decide How you wanna be I don't wanna see you change your ways Day after day Seems like all good things are gone They failed the test of time A punk in 1999 Is a rare and precious find I don't need the change you bring I'm a rock, an island for all time I don't need the styles you embrace The spikes in my cruel world will always shine Keep shinin' Keep shinin' on I don't wanna die Without knowing who lives down inside No, I don't wanna die Don't wanna die