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Teenage Dirtbag: The Pop Punk Album
Disc 1
01. Teenage Dirtbag
02. Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous
03. Smooth Criminal
04. All the Small Things
05. Shut Up
06. This Ain’t a Scene It’s an Arms Race
07. Buck Rogers
08. My Own Worst Enemy
09. In Too Deep
10. Underdog
11. Girl All the Bad Guys Want
12. Stacy’s Mom
13. The Boys of Summer
14. I Feel So
15. My Friend’s Over You
16. Blurry
17. The Kill (Bury Me)
Disc 2
01. (You Gotta) Fight for Your Right (to Party)
02. Party Hard
03. No One Knows
04. The Adventure
05. Flavor of the Weak
06. Sk8er Boi
07. 1985
08. Tonight Tonight
09. The Impression That I Get
10. Lights and Sounds
11. Last Resort
12. Nothing
13. Freak on a Leash
14. Celebrity Skin
15. Everything About You
16. Bohemian Like You
17. Black Hole Sun
Disc 3
01. Sugar, We’re Goin Down
02. Fat Lip
03. The Rock Show
04. Girls & Boys
05. Burn Baby Burn
06. Real Wild Child (Wild One)
07. Buddy Holly
08. The Great Escape
09. Get Over It
10. Silver
11. Wish You Were Here
12. Butterfly
13. Steal My Sunshine
14. All Star
15. Blue Monday
16. The Bad Touch
Storming through the party like my name was El Niño
When I'm hanging out drinking in the back of an El Camino
As a kid, was a skid, and no one knew me by name
Trashed my own house party 'cause nobody came
I know I'm not the one you thought you knew back in high school
Never going, never showing up when we had to
Attention that we crave
Don't tell us to behave
I'm sick of always hearing "act your age"
I don't wanna waste my time
Become another casualty of society
I'll never fall in line
Become another victim of your conformity and back down

Because you don't
Know us at all, we laugh when old people fall
But what would you expect with a conscience so small?
Heavy metal and mullets, it's how we were raised
Maiden and Priest were the gods that we praised
'Cause we like having fun at other people's expense, and
Cutting people down is just a minor offence then
It's none of your concern
I guess I'll never learn
I'm sick of being told to wait my turn
I don't wanna waste my time
Become another casualty of society
I'll never fall in line
Become another victim of your conformity and back down

Don't count on me
To let you know when
Don't count on me
I'll do it again
Don't count on me
It's the point you're missin'
Don't count on me
'Cause I'm not listenin'
Well I'm a no goodnick lower middle class brat
Back packed, and I don't give a shit about nothin'
You be standing on the corner talking all that kufuffin
But you don't make sense from all the gas you be huffin'
'Cause if the egg don't stain, you'll be ringing off the hook
You're on the hit list, wanted in the telephone book
I like songs with distortion
To drink in proportion
The doctor said my mom should've had an abortion...

I don't wanna waste my time
Become another casualty of society
I'll never fall in line
Become another victim of your conformity and back down
(Waste my time with them)
Casualty of society
(Waste my time with them)
Victim of your conformity and back down