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