Paroles: Fist Of Fury. Social Control.

People say, you're way to drunk. Guess they don't trust you're into punk. They don't care when you are down. In fact they only seem to moan. Why do they want you to walk their way, hate and reject you because of what you say? They subscribe the values you should live to, but you seem to be the only one who does. Social Control, no way to break free. People don't want you, don't want you to be ... the one that really learns to know himself instead of judging others, making your life a hell. Fuck their "holy" rules and take over your own life.
Go your own way, do whatever you think is nice. I'm sure you'll succeed, you'll be such a good man. Just be yourself, don't be the best you can! "Don't wear that shirt, It will do no good. Just be the first, and behave like you should."