Acoustic punk rock
Graduated from a mighty fine factory
Cookie cutter copycat personality
So many clones so little time
I just need space to breath in between festivities
Have spirit for the school that you're zoned in
Put on your backwards hat and you'll be ownin'
Its just an area I happen to be born in
You can try but I'm afraid there's no escape
From Fratford oooh
B-Bratford 06 Check your breath there's ladies too impress (ooh)
Name brand logos elevate you among the best
So many tools I feel like I'm in construction
Ladies have a solid self-destruction
Polo shirts and really tight mini skirts
Fake bake to the top
Hey whatever works
Superficial is the road sometimes it hurts
Sorry babe but I'm afraid there's no escape From Fratford oooh
B-Bratford 06
Fratford aaah
B-Bratford 06 My high school community
Land of conformity
Wheels on the bus go round and round
I gotta go to a good college and get good grades
So I can get a good job that gives good pay
So I can buy a good wife and have good kids
Fit for a good mid life crisis
Feel low though payrolls got me the highest
God I didn't want life just like this
But then again what is there to do
I owe it to myself yeah that is true
That's why my venom has begun to spew
Tell me why I got to measure up to you
Any chance I can be myself please
Without you saying Why isn't he just like me?
I'm not a walking apology
All I can cough up is that youre sorry
I wish you the best
I hope you're happy
And I hope you find escape from false security
Fratford ain't a place; it's a state of mind
Tick tock goes the clock running out of time