We sit on the curb drinkin' our cans Tryin' to blag it in to see the bands We come here for this music tonight And we are gonna dance until the mornin' light Nobody wanna be fussin', nah fightin' We just fillin' up the toilet wall with writin' We come for the sound that we know is true With a handful of weed and a brew Mr. Music Man, sing it back to me Mr. Music Man, yeah Mr. Music Man, sing it back to me Mr. Music Man The band they come and say that they no wanna play Ska Them a-wanna play Emo 'cause that gonna go far See them a-always followin' the new comin' trend Them a-got no soul, them a-so shameless And when the dust clear, you can be sure that I still be here skankin' in my porkpie hat Just a-drinkin' me brew an a-smokin' my grass This ain't a t-shirt man, this is my heart Mr. Music Man, sing it back to me Mr. Music Man, yeah Mr. Music Man, sing it back to me Mr. Music Man