Social

A skeleton in a suit and tie Tells us what we oughta buy A bag of coke and a nuclear heart Support your conscience, that's a start If you win the game, some have to lose The fun part is that you can't choose You're born into your social class You're stuck there, and it's hard to pass Their social norms and social rules We're social scum, they're social tools They tell us all their social lies Ignoring all our social cries We lose the game before we start They watch us dance, and we fall apart Well, let's be ourselves, never be social We'll play their game, never be social Whoa whoa Ken and Barb in Greek fatigues Tell us what we oughta be The car to drive, what to drink Ignorant bliss, no need to think As Barb cakes fetus on her face Ken sucks blood at his workplace They take from you, they take from me Society's anomalies Their social norms and social rules We're social scum, they're social tools They tell us all their social lies Ignoring all our social cries We lose the game before we start They watch us dance, and we fall apart Well, let's be ourselves, never be social We'll play their game, never be social Whoa whoa [Guitar Solo] 1-2-3-4! Their social norms and social rules We're social scum, they're social tools They tell us all their social lies Ignoring all our social cries We lose the game before we start They watch us dance, and we fall apart Well, let's be ourselves, never be social We'll play their game, never be social Whoa whoa