WWW/MEDS/FEDS lyrics

[Intro]

Mister

[Hook]

With my hands in my pockets

And I'm moving forward forward forward forward

You put a bad taste in my mouth, mister

(Keep outta my way, mister)

With my hands in my pockets

And I'm moving forward forward forward forward

You put a bad taste in my mouth, mister

(Keep outta my way, mister)

[Verse 1]

Who said all the rules are made with rulers

We break 'em and break in the computers

I ain't buying no more from them looters

Who tried to out-school us, so we jump on our scooters

I hope you understood us, when we say

We don't make that money on the violence

That's why we don't do the silence

We don't make that money on the violence

That's why we don't do the silence

[Bridge]

Do you know me, punk?

I do, you punk!

Do you know me, punk?

I do, you punk!

[Hook]

With my hands in my pockets

And I'm moving forward forward forward forward

You put a bad taste in my mouth, mister

(Keep outta my way, mister)

With my hands in my pockets

And I'm moving forward forward forward forward

You put a bad taste in my mouth, mister

(Keep outta my way, mister)

[Verse 2]

They say I pick big battles with the government

Immigration departments

For the people who live in the tenements

Our voices carry our sentiments

We sprinkle your coffee with the cinnamon

We're made of ladies and gentlemen

From the street to the spidermans

We could take on all your nations