Wanna be a member, wanna be a name Wanna be a local hero, play the social game Locked into a timewarp with your dinosaur trends The limits of your mind is where the countryline ends Listen to the media accepting it as fact Following your orders cuz you don't know how to act Thinking your the sun the world revolves around your head You'll be a BMOC till the day that you are dead [Chorus] Cuz O.C. life is not the life for me Stupid little girls And egotistic boys O.C. life is not the life so free Pressures on my back And artificial joys For you girls and boys Wanna be a member, wanna be a name Wanna be the focal point within your tiny frame Blocking out the real world that you seldom ever see Pace the cage you live in with your friends and families 714 embedded in your brain Designer jeans and malls are all you'll ever have to gain Trapped inside the obsolete shell that you call a home You'll drive your brunetta till its rust instead of chrome [Chorus]