You don't know where I'm going You ask me where I've been You wish you couldn't understand I'm gonna fight this till the end Local girls and you wont see the problem fast its you and me In the end I need em but you left and were not there Why do you put me down for who I am and what I do I am just a person trying to live my life just like you You got your fancy suit yeah you got your caviar I'm just a young punk with a microphone and a guitar
Reality Sobriety Anxiety It's not a cup of my tea
Soberness Awareness Environmental madness It shouldn't be
Work all day sleep all night They don't know what it's like to fight They're yuppies
It's not my cup of tea So don't talk trash to me
How can you step up to me and tell me how to look Trying to tell me how to dress or even how to cook Who are you to judge what I do in my own home Who are you to say what I can and cannot grow Why do you control my life and my own property Everything I have and own cannot be taken easily You always tell me what to do and what to say Now it's time to stand up and do it my own way