Warped Summer Extravaganza (Major Excellent)

Lyrics

It's burning, it's burning, it's burning A fire inside that I just don't believe Well, some call it anger, some say frustration But I think I call this big greed This time the circus has left without us And we couldn't run away The fringe is the center now Hey boys, that's great When I woke up in Hawthorne, I took Ocean down To the fairground to see everyone So beautiful that I drowned in the waves Of the haircuts, the spring kicks and jumps Well, I got my bottled water and my nachos It came in at under thirty bucks I got a bad taste in the back of my mouth From my time on the back of a bus This summer vacation, it's cheap and it's true Its ideals are intact, it's the best we can do This time you've turned into your own enemy Not sellouts, but dictating economies These thieves, these thieves in their flip-flops and bro attitudes Are the very reason we do what we do When I say "fuck the man" it's what I believe No matter who that man happens to be No matter who that man happens to be This Kevin or that one, it all seems the same Exploit the avenues, fix all the games Well, maybe you'll buy everything that they sell But I'm outside these fences, rolling fast down that hill Fuck your warped ideal Motherfucker!