(S)KiDS lyrics

I'm a skid, a skid, a punk rock kid My old man, you know what he did? Punched me right in the heart And now my world has fallen apart Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya How do I start? Scotty's the name (my name!) Being free, man, that's the game Suck in a car parents' great plains God, he don't know my name Might as well have been handcuffed in the trunk Leaving real ones behind, who showed me punk (punk!) Phony marshall family, city of champions bound Been a minute since any champions been crowned Pops is gonna pop, a heart attack and drop A stereotypical control freak cop My old man mick, made his mark as a narc Living with him, dirty thirty shade of dark Soon as mom's awake, a shot so she don't shake How does she take it? A lesser women would break Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (1, 2, 3) I'm a skid, a skid, a punk rock kid Got my headphones on, and I blast the shit I'm a skid, a skid, a punk rock kid The discman plays, and man I write to live