[Originally by Dead Kennedys]
    Who's that kid in the back of the room? [x2]
  Getting old, big, thick and tired [x2]
  Where did you get that crazy smile? [x2]
  We don't think it really cares [x2]
    We never talked to him
  He never looks quite right
  He laughs at us and we just beat him up and what he sees escapes our sight
  Sight
    We never see him with the girls [x2]
  Rocking too and soured again [x2]
  Why does him even the taunts offend? [x2]
  Getting forward where we hang around [x2]
    We never talked to him
  He never looks quite right
  He laughs at us and we just beat him up and what he sees escapes our sight
  Sight
    We're all tired and out of this [x2]
  We're all tired and out of this, in fact we're growing old