End of the Day
at the end of the day i do just what i want at the end of the day i play just when i want at the end of the day i do just what i want at the end of the day i play just when i want go who the fuck are you to say what I can or cannot do? you talk shit about me constantly with your weakless metal crew. spreading lies about me, cry about me like it's your god given task if you spent more time thinking about me i'd have your head right up my ass but at the end of the day i do just what i want at the end of the day i play just when i want you still need your mom to pay the rent you call me a fake you're giving me some punk rock test you say how you could do so much better than me but all you do is meth. and at the end of the day i do just what i want at the end of the day i play just when i want you still need your mom to pay the rent try do define what my music should be like you're an authority i have my own teachers and i don't need your help {sample of DK's 'nazi punks fuck off} no matter what you say, no matter what i play if i wanna play guitar that's alright with me I don't care if it's not alright with you 'cause it's alright with me I don't care if it's not alright with you 'cause it's alright with me I don't care if it's not alright with you 'cause it's alright with me I don't give a fuck if it's not OK it's alright with me I don't care if it's not alright with you 'cause it's alright with me Really, it's just music, after all...