[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