Follow Your Leaders Lyrics

By the people, for the little people

Here's how we like to start off the set:

"Dude, Where's My Coke?" is followed by a weak joke

That segues into "Vote Democrat"

Oh, how upsetting!

It seems I've neglected

To mention that punk used to be so dangerous

Follow your leaders

Come all true believers

We're charming and lovable misfits

Fall into line like you do all the time

And whatever you do, don't grow up

Listen up friends, Romans and countrymen

We're not your father's rock and roll band

"No brown M&Ms!"

Gee, ain't I irreverent?

See? Please notice, I laughed at myself!

Aren't we original?

PBR logos

On all of our t-shirts and record covers

Follow your leaders

Come all true believers

We're frat boys with sillier haircuts

Fall into line like you do all the time

And whatever you do, don't grow up

Let's head out to Punk Rock Bowling

Then The Fest is on our list next

Cargo vans in place of little cars

Dyed hair instead of fezzes

Who will whip his dick out first

Then chase three Xanax with a fifth of Jack?

We're so bad!

Girls! Girls! Please try and control yourselves!

Drop your panties after the show!

Calm down! There's plenty of me to go around

Now from which ass shall I snort this blow?

Come on, can't you laugh?

Dude, the DT's are rad

Oh, you killjoy, just go back to Jesusland or

Follow your leaders

Come all true believers

We're snide, flippant social piranhas

Fall into line or you'll be left behind

And whatever you do, don't grow up

Follow your leaders

Come all true believers

We're reliving high school as winners

Fall into line like you do every time

And whatever you do, don't grow up