I want to play my music As loud as I please I want to grow my hair Down to my knees I won't get a job And be punching your clock Won't be another number In you lay off slot You say I'm scum [8] I want a house with a white picket fence Don't look at me like I make no sence He says I'm dumb She says I'm scum You say I'm scum [6] You flew right by me In your Porsche today Hand me my skateboard And I'll make my way Who are you to tell me I'm not right You had your nose to the mirror All last night You say I'm scum [4]