We sit on the curb drinkin' our cans
Tryin' to blag it in to see the bands
We come here for this music tonight
And we are gonna dance until the mornin' light
Nobody wanna be fussin', nah fightin'
We just fillin' up the toilet wall with writin'
We come for the sound that we know is true
With a handful of weed and a brew
Mr. Music Man, sing it back to me
Mr. Music Man, yeah
Mr. Music Man, sing it back to me
Mr. Music Man
The band they come and say that they no wanna play Ska
Them a-wanna play Emo 'cause that gonna go far
See them a-always followin' the new comin' trend
Them a-got no soul, them a-so shameless
And when the dust clear, you can be sure that
I still be here skankin' in my porkpie hat
Just a-drinkin' me brew an a-smokin' my grass
This ain't a t-shirt man, this is my heart
Mr. Music Man, sing it back to me
Mr. Music Man, yeah
Mr. Music Man, sing it back to me
Mr. Music Man
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