verse
You're so cool, you're so cool
Wild eyes, they are black
You got guns for trophies
Mounted up like animal heads
With the skulls of the high school champs you keep
verse
You're so cool, you're so cool
I'll bet when you were born
All the Orange Crush and Ne-Hi soda
Bottles in the world fizzed over
They wanna break your heart
But it's made of blood and tar
You carry all that suffering
Like a gun between your arms