Urban Pirate Style

You got the shit split on the turntable
You think it's so cool to cut school and break all the rules
With hair like an Indian and tattered and ragged clothes
Let's get some beers and go slam dance
With the kids in zipper ankle punk pants
Oh, you want I should slam dance?

The yelling and screaming oh it makes me want to yell and scream
Want to shout it from the roof tops come on
If I should die tonight, oh Lord please let me go under
In a tangle of the arms and legs

We're covered in man-sweat
Oh we stink like cigarettes
And our clothes are soaking wet
I got a home-made cut up t-shirt patch
And I only eat what I can snatch from the trash
We're gonna rape and pillage tear this town down
Like urban pirates but way more stylish