go home, go home squatter go home i think i hear your mommy callin' on your cellular phone she said your dad wants his car back so you'd better go home squatter go home [x4] go home, go home squatter go home you got no money for the punk rock show it's delegated for a beer and a ho spitting, pissing, cumming, and shitting so you have cool clothes squatter go home i see you sittin' on the boulevard with your tired and pissed off stare tellin' everyone your hard luck story, and what landed you here you think of mommy and of daddy out in their safe suburban home and you know that's where you're gonna be when you start to feel the cold i'm saying poser go home poser squatter go home summer squatter go home poser squatter go home squatter go home [x4] summer squatter go home