~Lyrics~
I'm officially going in girl 
And refusin to come out 
Unless I'm bloody 
Let's go 

I'd like to think I pride myself in being humble 
And these other mother-ckers lose touch like a fumble 
Cause you can keep a level head and have fun too 
But I came to plum on the game until they say uncle 
At least until my name is in the same lane as buzz 
You gonna have to respect me for making being I'm cool cool 
With no capris and sandals ray bans skinny pants or flannles 
So insecure I'm tugging at my t-shirt 
'Cause I swear the girl behind me staring at my love handles 
I just wanna change the channel or delete 'em 
Where the fuck is Adam Sandler when you need em 

I'm Christopher Walken on my paper cuts 
Shit again thank god for walkmens 
And I gotta thank god often 
'Cause otherwise I'd be like these other guys. 

Chorus: 
This type of scene just ain't my thing 
Everybody to cool for school 
And yet somehow I never felt so alone 
In the room full of people 
So now I'ma sit on this stoop 
Then I'ma gonna lace on my boots 
And keep on walking till I make my way home 

Can someone tell me how I got here the first place 
'Cause honestly in my opinion this the worst place 
I mean I keep sayin hello to a few girls 
I feel like brad pitt stuck in cool world 
'Cause everything so foreign 
And all the conversation is boring 
I mean I'm practically snoring 
Could somebody please show me the door man 
'Cause I don't think that I can take it 
Everybody here is extra hip like replacements 
That's why probably I ain't say shit 
Oh what the hell I might as well get wasted 
'Cause I'd rather be sedated 
Than conversate about whos sneakers are more outrageous 
Or who's outfit's the latest 
Think I blow jokes on you GREATEST 

Chorus: 
This type of scene just ain't my thing 
Everybody to cool for school 
And yet somehow I never felt so alone 
In the room full of people 
So now I'ma sit on this stoop 
Then I'ma gon lace up my boots 
And keep on walking till I make my way home 

Ladies and gentlemen 
Boys and girls 
I invite you all 
To the paper cut chronicles two 
You know it don't get much better 
YEAH 
[Chorus:] 
This type of scene just ain't my thing 
Everybody to cool for school 
And yet somehow I never felt so alone 
In the room full of people 
So now I'ma sit on this stoop 
Then I'ma gonna lace up my boots 
And keep on walking till I make my way home 

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 ~Lyrics~
I'm the cat with bass and drum, going 'round like bom bom bom!

I'm the cat with bass and drum, going 'round like bom bom bom!
What's grooving? I'm moving. I like your style of womping!
How charming! Just a rapper - load him up and eat that snapper!
I want sixteen pints of rum and then I go bom bom!
Glowing up in the dark in the night and so I go ooh ah ah ah ah, I...
I've brought a pie in my pocket, pie in my pocket, an eye in my socket.
Me got life, me got style, me got nothing on my mind.
But I'm so cool, and I'm so groovy, when I go bom bom bom!

Going around like bom bom bom!

I'm so cool, and I'm so groovy, when I go bom bom bom!

I'm the cat with bass and drum, going 'round like bom bom bom!
What's grooving? I'm moving. I like your style of womping!
How charming! Just a rapper - load him up and eat that snapper!
I want sixteen pints of rum and then I go bom bom!
Glowing up in the dark in the night and so I go ooh ah ah ah ah, I...
I've brought a pie in my pocket, pie in my pocket, an eye in my socket.
Me got life, me got style, me got nothing on my mind.
But I'm so cool, and I'm so groovy, when I go bom bom bom!

I'm so cool, and I'm so groovy, when I go bom bom bom!
Bom bom bom!
I'm so cool, and I'm so groovy, when I go bom bom bom! 

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~Lyrics~
(What-Whatever)
Na na na na na
(What-What-Whatever)
Na na na na na
I woke up late, again, gonna get fired for sure this time,
so I hit, the snooze, and sleep till 4 in the afternoon,
the state, I'm in, is bound to land me in the loony bin,
and I don't care at all, (What-Whatever)

When the girl you like thinks you're gay,
(What-Whatever)
You got a bunch of bills you can't pay,
(What-Whatever)
When nothing's ever going your way,
(Whatever)
When you're shit out of luck,
and you're feeling stuck, say,
So, what, whatever

Hey, hey, life ain't fair,
three in the air if you just don't care,
Hey, hey, life ain't fair,
three in the air if you don't care

I was talking on, the phone,
ran into the back of a Cadillac,
then I hit, the gas,
so the six foot chick wouldn't kick my ass,
but I'm not, alone,
my friends were all there when I got home,
and we don't care at all, (What-Whatever)
When the girl you like thinks you're gay,
(What-Whatever)
You got a bunch of bills you can't pay,
(What-Whatever)

When nothing's ever going your way,
(Whatever)
When you're shit out of luck,
and you're feeling stuck, say,
So, what, whatever

Hey, hey, life ain't fair,
three in the air if you just don't care,
Hey, hey, life ain't fair,
three in the air if you don't care

We're going out, on the town again,
better find a hot tub, cause we're jumping in,
cause you know (I know) that today straight sucked,
and if you don't give a, what, I don't give a what,

We're going out, on the town again,
better find a hot tub, cause we're jumping in,
cause you know (I know) that today straight sucked,
and if you don't give a, what, I don't give a what,

When the girl you like thinks you're gay,
(What-Whatever)
You got a bunch of bills you can't pay,
(What-Whatever)
When nothing's ever going your way,
(Whatever)
When you're shit out of luck,
and you're feeling stuck, say,
So, what, whatever

Hey, hey, life ain't fair,
three in the air if you just don't care,
Hey, hey, life ain't fair,
three in the air if you don't care

Na na na na na
Na na na na na

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