Letra de The Bad Apples

Yooou've gottt Nothing to live for, your a plague A filthy fucking drain On the world, and everything it holds So I'll stop talking to myself, it's getting old I'm getting old, like this song So fall in line or fall apart and DIE Just goooo Give up hoooope It's in your booooat along with you So whatcha gonna do? Oh is it me or is your status sold At the mall or in your favorite store Where adolescent hypocrites would go, to get clothed and then get laid As they creep their way into some girl that would feel vain if she said... Gooo Give up hooope It's in your booat along with you Gooo Give up hooope It's in your boooaat along with you So whatcha gonna... When you lose control, HA! You'll get it When you lose it all You'll get it, get it *Guitar Solo* Just goooo Give up hooope It's in your boooat along with you So whatcha gonna do?