Anti-social (1982)

 

Anti-social (1982)

 

I don’t like papers and reading books. Gettin’ bored now, thinkin’ it sucks. I don’t wanna listen to another word. I’m so bleedin’ bored.

 

I’m anti-social. An-ti-so-cial. An-ti-so-cial. I hate the world.

 

I don’t wanna go to work another day. I wanna be somebody. I don’t wanna wear no dinner suit. I don’t wanna family.

 

I’m anti-social. An-ti-so-cial. An-ti-so-cial. I hate the world.

 

I ain’t gonna be no rich man’s tool. I ain’t gonna cut my hair. Gonna wear boots and a short-haired crop. Watch the train so there!

 

I’m anti-social. An-ti-so-cial. An-ti-so-cial. I hate the world.

 

Walking ’round the streets and wondering what to do – I ain’t got no money or a set of wheels. It’s such a drag. Lookin’ at the posers and their flashy cars. I’m just walkin’ round…That’s why I don’t want no kids. I ain’t gonna settle down.

 

I’m anti-social. An-ti-so-cial. An-ti-so-cial. I hate the world.