[Music by 15. and Nick]
I used to like this town
Now everything just gets me down
Everything we do
Is only destructive
I used to want
To live in a house
How many houses did we have to smash
To make one for ourselves
We're gonna keep on driving till it k**s us
We're gonna drink and some until it k**s us
We're gonna keep on shooting till there's no one left
This is what we call intelligence
Your listening to a slab of vinyl
It's a by-product of making gas
We don't need way for oil
We need it for punk rock records
See you later I'm outta here
I gonna learn to fish with a spear
I'm gonna eat a deer far away from here
We're gonna keep on driving till it k**s us
We're gonna keep on shooting till there's no one left
This is what we call intelligence