The Next Faux Mohican

(album: Eat Your Face - 2004)

Now that alterna-rock's officially dead
And all the white kids dress just like Eminem
I 'member Michael on his victory tour
Back then he was black but now I'm not... sure

Punk rock was cool, yeah I remember it then
But it could never ever happen again
That bizcuit band man they sure went limp
Just like the wrist of my cousin skip

Some people come here to take a crap
But I come here to leave one
If the sky turns blue I'll paint it black
Cause I cause I cause I
I don't need...

It's ironic haven't heard from the spoon man
Alice's chain she was squashed by a pumpkin
Making room for the next faux mohican
That topic's hot, I'm looking great for the weekend

Some people come here to take a crap
But I come here to leave one
If the sky turns blue I'll paint it black
Cause I cause I cause I
I don't need...

I remember it then
I remember it then
I remember it
I remember it then

Like back in nineteen seven two
All the hippies sniffing glue
Now they're back
It's a fact
British invasion from the Beatles
And their corny mop top hairdos
Are back
Emo's back
That guys jeans are low and tight
And his face is pasty white
Dressed in black
Nice butt crack
See that trendy hipster dude
With his trucker hat askew
He's so wack

Some people come here to take a crap
But I come here to leave one
If the sky turns blue I'll paint it black
Cause I don't need a reason

Guitar

Now that alterna-rock's officially dead
And all the white kids dress just like Eminem
I 'member Michael on his victory tour
Back then he was black but now he's not... really