Songtexte: The Queers. Live This Life.

I'm sick of being pushed around and misunderstood.
Explain myself the best I can, but it dosen't do any good.
I wish Joey was president, oh, what can I say?
And everybody got to surf like Californ-i-a.

And now I wanna kill someone, and now I wanna die.
But I just think I'll sit in my room and cry.
I wish Joey was president, oh, what can I say?
And everybody got to surf like Californ-i-a.

Oh, I live this life, and I love it.
Oh, I live this life, and I love it.
Oh, I live this life, and I love it.
Oh, I live this life.

You know that I really hate you
And all the fucked-up things that you do.
Im doing okay so listen to what I say.
HEY!