This song's for the emo kids
With the punk-rock, rockabilly screamo lids
And the crunk-rock, hip-hop and metal queens
Who still don't know what the heck that means
Let's cheer for the real MCs
All the east west 30 sound straight OGs
With the hippy rock hardcore alt countries
With the techno industrial magazines
[Pre-chorus]
I don't know where I fit in
But every time that record spins
I know the way it makes me feel
And I never tried to be your trend
Never asked to be everyone's friend
I'm just who I am and that's life for real
And every time you try to just remember...
[Chorus]
That I won't be America's Next Freak
I will not lay down every time you speak
And if all you see is America's Next Freak
Take me home, take me home, take me home
This one's for the Philistines
And the beach boys rocking in the Philippines
With the twist top x-box strategies
All speaking French, Spanish and Portuguese
And one time for the half to bites
With the super low low carb Atkins diets
And the man with the plan in the corduroys
Who just brought back the Backstreet Boys
[Pre-chorus]
[Chorus]
I don't see anything around me
I wont be, I wont be
I don't see anything around me
I wont be, I wont be
If you don't see, then make me blind
'cause I won't see, I won't see
It makes me sick, it makes me smile
Cause I won't be, I won't be
