I've been through all kinds of changes Cut my hair, dyed it black in stages Been in trouble with the law, but that's all over now ready for the big time, 51-7. Left home, don't think my father or brothers ever noticed Mom, half-baked on weed and Scientology My father ? well, don't you never mind I'm ready for the big time, 51-7. You think you're strong enough You think you're tough enough You think you got what it's take until you're 51-7 You think you're smart enough You think you know everything but you don't know anything until you're 51-7 51-7 51-7 51-7 51-7 Nothing to believe in except for god and country Can't stand to see them pushed around, messed with, or fucked up It'll give me a chance to show the world what I'm made of Come on, come on, 51-7 You think you're tough enough You think you've seen everything But you ain't seen anything Until you're 51-7 You think you're smart enough You think you know everything But you don't know anything Until you're 51-7 51-7 51-7 51-7 51-7 You think you're strong enough You think you're tough enough You think you've got what it takes to be 51-7 You think you're smart enough You think you know everything But you don't know shit...for brains Until you're 51-7 51-7 51-7 51-7 51-7 51-7 51-7 51-7 51-7