A hundred dollars

What is it you want me to say?
Is it that I lost a good thing?
Yeah, I know I shoulda said it long ago
All I could manage to thik up was it wasnt my fault
When I walk downtown you know I gotta walk with my head held high
Because those stupid southern yuppies
they don't like to see a punk rock kid with his head held high
They like the way that their money feels
They got bank accounts and boob jobs and a fast set of wheels
They fear a smile on the young, they fear the actions of the young
The sun is shining, its not raining today
It's the first day in weeks it hasnt been so grey
If I had a dollar for every day I'd say its gonna be a brand new day
Well, I'd have a hundred dollars