Whoa... Whoa...
Last call now I'm
Out of time
And I don't got
No valentine
Shake it out
Now stand alone
The underdog
At a modern world
Suburbia's hot tonight
Nothing seems to
Feel all right
I don't want your
Sympathy
I just need a little therapy
At least that's what
They say to me
Hey ho let's go
I'm gonna start a riot
You don't wanna fight it
1 2 **** you
Don't tell me what to do
I don't wanna be like you
Can't you see
It's killing me
I'm my own worst enemy
Knock me down
I'll keep on moving
'Cause it's the art of losing
Whoa... Whoa...
Set the mold and
Do what you're told
Get a job and
Start growing old
9 to 5 can make your
Dreams come true
But I don't wanna
Be like you
I'm not cool I'll never be
I break the rules
And I guarantee
I don't want your
Sympathy
I just need a little therapy
At least that's what
They say to me
Hey ho let's go
I'm gonna start a riot
You don't wanna fight it
1 2 **** you
Don't tell me what to do
I don't wanna be like you
Can't you see
It's killing me
I'm my own worst enemy
Knock me down
I'll keep on moving
'Cause it's the art of losing
You call me a loser
You say I'm just a user
But I just keep a movin'
'Cause that's the art of losing
Whoa... Whoa...
Whoa... Whoa...
2 3 4
Hey ho let's go
I'm gonna start a riot
You don't wanna fight it
1 2 **** you
Don't tell me what to do
I don't wanna be like you
Can't you see
It's killing me
I'm my own worst enemy
Knock me down
I'll keep on moving
'Cause it's the art of losing
It's the art of losing
It's the art of losing
We're the kids
We're the kids
We're the kids in America
We're the kids
We're the kids
We're the kids in America