Yeah, it's a perfect day to raise some hell
To crash a car you've stolen
To make some guy feel really swell
By making his face swollen
It's a golden age for rebels, for the teen who disobeys
But if you've got class, you gotta watch your ass these days!
(Yeah, you gotta watch your ass, yeah, you gotta watch your ass)
You can't be too careful
You can't be too cautious
Your future's uncertain
(Spoken) Your face makes me nauseous!
(Spoken) Sorry I'm late
(Spoken) Who's he?
(Spoken) That's Wade Walker!
(Spoken) Some people call him Cry Baby.
WELLLLLL it's a perfect day to scare a square
For no apparent reason
For singing, dancing, standing there
Or maybe just by sneezing
Your fear of other people never ceases to amaze
You call that class, you better watch your ass these days!
(Yeah, you gotta watch your ass, yeah, you gotta watch your ass)
You don't like our attitude, our music, or our grooming
You call us rude and lewd and crude
You think we're barely human
Well the drapes and I are hopeful
You're just going through a phase
But when you act that crass you better watch your ass these days!
(Yeah, you gotta watch your ass, yeah, you gotta watch your ass)
Yeah, the world is full of thugs and thieves
And tramps and scamps and beggars
And each one comes
And each one leaves
(Spoken) And that's how I got preggers!
And the lesson that you learn is
Well by now you know the phrase
You really got to watch your ass
(You really got to watch your ass)
(Ass!)
(Ass!)
(Ass!)
(Ass!)
(Ass!)
Watch your ass these days!
[Thanks to matthewhamilton113 for adding these lyrics]