Party Crasher from Manifest Destiny by The Numbskulls

I’m a ripped off, pissed off, tired boy. I’ve got a lot on my mind and I’m ready to explode. Please don’t confuse my apathy for arrogance. I really don’t care. You look like you want to fuck me or just come and fuck me up. You can’t look me in the eye. Why are you so scared? You just walk right by. You should come and say, “Hi”.

Costume party mentality is killing me. Mental midgets on parade. Concentrated wasted flesh, since we’re all in the same place, just one bomb will solve it all.

Fucked up retarded dudes and sluts who want to be seen or fucked are out on the town, dressed like clowns, and everyone pretends to have fun. Someone cries out, “Bring on the meat”. The drama queen smacks her best friend just for attention. She doesn’t really want him.

Costume party mentality is killing me. Mental midgets on parade. Concentrated wasted flesh, since we’re all in the same place, just one bomb will solve it all.
Just one bomb will solve it. Take away all of this suck. Just one bomb will solve it all.

• Rock
• punk
• ska
• wormtown
• Worcester