Gym Class Heroes - Martyrial Girl$

Yeah, ha ha

I'm officially going in bro

And refusin' to come out

Ha ha, unless I'm bloody

Let's go

I'd like to think I pride myself on being humble

Man these other motherfuckers lose touch like a fumble

Cause you can keep a level head and have fun too

But I came to pummel the game til it's sayin' encore

At least until my name's in the same lane as buzz

You gonna have to respect me for making "being uncool" cool

You know, Caprice the sandals, Ray Bans, skinny pants and flannels

So insecure I'm tugging at my t-shirt

'Cause I swear the girl behind me staring at my love handles

I just wanna change the channel or delete 'em

Where the fuck is Adam Sandler when you need him

A Christopher Walken on my papercut shit again

Thank God for walkmans and I gotta thank God often

'Cause otherwise I'll be like these other guys

This type of scene just ain't my thing

Everybody's too cool for school

And yet somehow I never felt so alone

In a room full of people

So I'm a seat on this stool

And I'm gonna lace up my boots

And keep on walking till I make my way home

Can someone tell me how I got here in the first place?

'Cause honestly in my opinion this the worst place

I mean I even said hello to a few girls

I feel like Brad Pitt: stuck in cool world

'Cause everything's so foreign

And all the conversations boring

I mean I'm practically snoring

Could somebody please show me the door man?

'Cause I don't think that I can take it

Everybody here is extra hip like replacements

That's probably why I ain't sayin' shit

Oh what the hell I might as well get wasted

'Cause I'd rather be sedated than conversate

About whose sneakers are more outrageous

Or whose outfit's the latest

I think I blow, joke's on you - greatest.

This type of scene just ain't my thing

Everybody's too cool for school

And yet somehow I never felt so alone

In a room full of people

So I'm a seat on this stool

And I'm gonna lace up my boots

And keep on walking till I make my way home

Ladies and gentlemen

Boys and girls

I invite you all

To the Papercut Chronicles II

It don't get much better

Yeah

This type of scene just ain't my thing

Everybody's too cool for school

And yet somehow I never felt so alone

In a room full of people

So I'm a seat on this stool

And I'm gonna lace up my boots

And keep on walking till I make my way home