Have you ever wondered about straddie life? Nothin' is better than gettin in strife! Running down the road from faggoty cops, I feel like a fat load not able to stop.
Whatever we do, anything goes Party, sex and lots of cones Computers, games, mobile phones Surfing, skating and broken bones!
Best of all ive got my mates, But first to fall, watch your face!! Every night there'd be a fight, Staying up late til morning light.
Restless nights as the days go by We feel as though about to die. Remember who it was with you's...