[Introduction]
Bueller
Bueller
Bueller...
[Chorus: Jared Evan]
No (No)
No, we just don't care (No, we just don't care)
Oh, no (Oh, no)
No, we just don't care (No, we just don't care)
Mm-mm
No, we just don't care (No, we just don't care)
No, we just don't care (No, we just don't care)
Oh, whoa (Oh)
No, we just don't care (Oh, whoa, oh)
Oh, whoa (Oh)
No, we just don't care (Oh, whoa, Oh)
No, we just don't care
Oh, whoa (Oh)
[Verse 1: Jared Evan)
So put your middle fingers sideways (sideways)
Step into my place
This is a generation
Of A bunch of kids not giving a f**, fornication
Let me make myself clear, not of us really care
If you say that we are weird
Cause that's me, an artiste
Ferris Bueller, all up on this rap sh**
They say Bueller, "What you doin' today?"
"Are you gonna get stoned, and waste your life away?"
"Cause there's no one home, do you think that that's ok?" (Uh-oh)
Don't know what's right, don't know what's wrong
I'm feeling like I don't belong
Ive made mistakes, I should've known
But everybody knows that I don't give a f** at all
So I'm on my own, and I've made up my mi-ind
[Chorus: Jared Evan]
No, we just don't care
Oh, whoa (Oh)
No, we just don't care
Oh, whoa (Oh)
No, we just don't care
Oh, whoa (Oh)
No, we just don't care
Oh, whoa (Oh)
[Outro]
Ferris?
Ferris?