Song, No. 1

"Squeeze Like it, like it's a disease Keep your pants on Keep your knowledge burning Something takes And something holds And something breaks The fucking mold! Kids, now listen Burning burning burning Down the back lawns Hey you, come on kids Don't let yourself Feel safe now Something takes And something holds And something breaks The fucking mold Never trust Who wants control It's time to break Breaking out of the doldrums We're soldiers We want to break free, break free! Bust out of the rules F*ck the rules, yea! Who's gonna make me, make me!? Breaking out of the doldrums We're soldiers We want to break free, break free! Bust out of the rules F*ck the rules, yea! Who's gonna make me, make me! Make me, make me! Please is a disease Yea come on, sorry is one too now So just f*ck 'em up 'Cause you're a brilliant star Yea, just f*ck 'em up You know who you are Something takes And something holds And something breaks The fucking mold Never trust Who wants control It's time to break break break break free Breaking out of the doldrums We're soldiers We want to break free, break free! Bust out of the rules F*ck the rules yea! Who's gonna make me, make me! Breaking out of the doldrums We're soldiers We want to break free, break free! Bust out of the rules F*ck the rules yea! Who's gonna make me, make me! Make me, make me"