The End Of The Day

at the end of the day i do just what i want
 at the end of the day i play just when i want
 at the end of the day i do just what i want
 at the end of the day i play just when i want
 go
 who the fuck are you to say
 what I can or cannot do?
 you talk shit about me constantly
 with your weakless metal crew.
 spreading lies about me, cry about me
 like it's your god given task
 if you spent more time thinking about me
 i'd have your head right up my ass
 but at the end of the day i do just what i want
 at the end of the day i play just when i want
 you still need your mom to pay the rent
 you call me a fake
 you're giving me some punk rock test
 you say how you could do so much better than me
 but all you do is meth.
 and at the end of the day i do just what i want
 at the end of the day i play just when i want
 you still need your mom to pay the rent
 try do define what my music should be
 like you're an authority
 i have my own teachers and i don't need your help
 {sample of DK's 'nazi punks fuck off}
 no matter what you say, no matter what i play
 if i wanna play guitar
 that's alright with me
 I don't care if it's not alright with you
 'cause it's alright with me
 I don't care if it's not alright with you
 'cause it's alright with me
 I don't care if it's not alright with you
 'cause it's alright with me
 I don't give a fuck if it's not OK
 it's alright with me
 I don't care if it's not alright with you
 'cause it's alright with me
 Really, it's just music, after all...