Lower Cla** Brats - Who Writes Your Rules (for Rebellion) lyrics

They come in droves trying to look mean Fake blue dreads & They're wearing baggy jeans They think they're cool they think they're tough But we know better they're just pups [Chorus:] Who writes your rules for rebellion You'll buy anything that they're sellin' Who writes your rules, who writes your rules Who writes your rules for rebellion Standing on the streets beggin' for my loot I won't give you nothing except for my boot Your scream "f** the System" but you're the systems tool Look at yourself man your looking at a fool You're trendy f**s your hippies with spikes Your everything I hate & your nothing I like You know everything and your only sixteen You claim to be punks but you don't support the scene