Oh, I met this kid the other day He introduced himself, I forgot his name - but anyway He only brushes his teeth once a day That's just like me, so I think he's okay Well, he sure did have a lot to say and lucky for him I wasn't busy anyway So he spoke his words and he talked real good but there was something about him that was strange He said he has voices in his head and without them he'd probably be dead I told him that's too heavy for me, you see So he pulled a gun out from his bag, shot in the air, let out a laugh And I think he's got another for me Oh, I met this kid the other day His hair was short, he was 5 foot-yay and pale white He'd always stick his nose in everything, he thought he was mean with his fake gold chain necklace He always had a lot to say about everyone and just about everything Yeah, he's got style, he's got cool cred Spent his whole life building it up when he can You know, I don't care how many friends you think you have, your brand new pants Or what's the newest flavour of the week Oh, I don't have no vintage shirts and I wear sweats out to dinner Your shit will stink when you're with me So, that kid I met the other day The one that sticks his nose in everything, no, I don't think that I'd call him a friend I punched that asshole in his face, I guess popular don't mean you're safe If you got a problem, you can eat my shit