Original lyrics
ENHey Andy why don't you give this kid a xxxxxxx punch,
Him and his entourage are playing the hip bunch.
I'm so tired of this hipster xxxxxxx bar shit,
And this strung out new is old news and boring.
I wish those stupid xxxxxxx kids really would die,
They talk the part and act the part, but don't touch the shit.
Your fashion numbers are numbers that don't add up at all.
That awful bullshit of Los Angeles, heroin, and hair dye,
Help out you've had too much, but you haven't had enough, you haven't had enough.
You act the part and talk the part, but don't touch the shit.
