I've been through all kind of changes Cut my hair dyed it black in stages Been in trouble with the law, but that's all over now I'm ready for the big time: 51-7
Left home don't think my five brothers ever noticed Mom half-baked on weed and scientology My father if I ever find, well don't you never mind I'm ready for the big time: 51-7
CHORUS: You think you're strong enough You think you're tough enough You think you've got what it takes to be 51-7 You think you're smart enough You think you know everything But you don't know anything 'til you're 51-7 51-7 51-7 51-7 51-7
Nothing to believe in except God and country Can't stand to see ourselves pushed around or fucked with (clean alternative = or disrespected) Well give me a chance to show the world what I'm made of Come on, come on, 51-7
CHORUS (x2): You think you're tough enough You think you've seen everything But you ain't seen anything 'til you're 51-7 You think you're smart enough You think you know it all But you don't know anything 'til you're 51-7 51-7 51-7 51-7 51-7