Dr Syntax - Subcultures lyrics

I tried to act sociable with the guys down the local But soon realized I was bein' too hopeful I don't know cars, and I can't throw darts So I knew in my heart that I stood no chance I tagged along with a gang of vagabonds But my plans to bond went badly wrong I got nervous, tryin'a rob purses Long before the cops surfaced I thought 'it's not worth it' I spent the night with some hippie types Pa**ing the biggest pipe that I've ever seen, in my life I thought crusties were all about love and peace But they got uppity when I finished off their f**in' weed I tried to get friendly with some trendies They tried to tell me to get my hair bleached Know what I thought of their fashion tips? I said thanks but I'm happy with the natural look I've landed with I tried to chill with some garage ravers I can't believe what wa*kers they were You have a rude attitude, aren't you ever in a happy mood? I met some UK Hip hop heads on the internet Thinkin' "yes, I finally found some kids who share my interest" They spent the next 60 minutes on some whinging flex b**hin' 'bout who they think is better, Chester P or Jehst I started chillin' with some indie kids Who dressed as if they didn't have a penny When they're clearly privileged Obnoxious Oxford posh kids in a mosh pit Watch me as if I was dog sh** I thought "f** this." I went to a party full of arty farty wanna be Dahlis All dreamin' of the day they paint their masterpiece Charming freaks, dressed alarmingly So you can't perceive the possibility That artistry's not in their arteries I met some footy hooligans Moody c*nts, who can't remember when they first threw a punch When I told them that I support no one They called me a h*mo and bust my nose open I met some lads who had recently outed Who moved like drag queens when they pouted I tried to think that it shouldn't be a problem But really we just didn't have a damn thing in common I met some nasty girls Who looked like Barbie dolls Dressed in Armani clothes I knew their hearts were cold They treated me like a thick inbred, with disrespect And I don't take sh** from stick insects I met a couple into S&M She was a leggy wench He was among the most scary men I've ever met They wanted me to wear leather kecks Come and sit next to them and be their special friend At this point I thought I needed help None of these subcultures offered me A spot where I could be myself I told them all "Fine, do what you like to But don't let the limits of your pastime define you"