i still don`t know what i want to do
i`d probably still ask you if i knew
what i`m doing now seems to be okay
if it`s your will if it`s your way
don`t want to have to deal with pointless bureaucracy
making sure where something goes or making sure that your agree
well i don`t even know what my choices are
should i fly a plane, or should i drive a car?
nothing`s clear to me, my eyes won`t do a thing for me
i`ll just wait right here, until i am what i will be
whatever it is i`m sure ill know, when the time comes he will show
me what to do, and me where to go
all i`ve got is a skateboard and a guitar
i go to a lot of punk shows a i drive a car
i don`t like to work and i don`t like to go to school
the teachers think that i`m a girl and the kids they think that i`m uncool
i`m just not interested in much of anything
wouldn`t want to be a president, don`t want to be a king
i just want to ride my skateboard just want to play my bass
every now and then strum a chord, sometimes land right on my face
have you any ideas? i can`t tell by a chart
i wanna do what he wants me to, i`m gonna do my part-yah!