The Most Stereotypical Folk Punk Song Of All Time by Elliot Pullen Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We were smoking cigarettes when my friend Joey overdosed in a Walmart parking lot last week
He didn't want his parents to see heroin injection marks, so he stuck the needles in his feet
So my only friend now is a 40 ounce bottle of whiskey
Gonna hop a freight train out of this stupid fucking town, 'cause no one understands me

[Verse 2]
And my parents call me hopeless and my friends all call me angsty
And I say fuck the police and SB-1070
My dog first died when I was 10 and I got my first guitar then
The second time he died, was when I first picked up the goddamn pen

[Interlude]
Whoa-ho whoa-ho whoa-ho ho ho ho ho
Whoa-ho whoa-ho whoa-ho ho ho ho ho

[Verse 3]
So I sat down to write a folk-punk song full of stupid clichés
When I got out of rehab I could not remember the days
Of when I was just a low life teenage anarchist
And I would say every stupid fascist could get my fucking fist
[Interlude]
Whoa-ho

[Outro]
And I'll never get a desk job
I'll never get married
I'll be a dirty slob forever
And I'll always be free
PISS