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Текст: The Arrogant Sons Of Bitches. Theme Song.

When I walk down the street people always make fun of me
They throw shit at my head and it hurts
They kick me down and they knock me in the dirt.
Maybe if I did bad in school and failed my classes I'd be cool.
Maybe if I was ashamed of not being like you, they'd stop the pain.
But I'd say "Fuck You!" because...
WHOA-OH-OH-OH I'm an arrogant son of a bitch.
Now my friends make fun of me because my parents make money
I walk around at all the shows without a safety pin through my nose
I don't do drugs and I feel swell, I have no plans of going to hell
I'm not ashamed of not being like you, they'd stop the pain.

But I'd say "Fuck You!" because...
WHOA-OH-OH-OH I'm an arrogant son of a bitch.
People do this just because
WHOA-OH-OH-OH I'm an arrogant son of a bitch.