Dude-A-Form (Dude Uniform) - Into It. Over It.

Stretched across five miserable miles of parking lot

Are what seem to be the worst haircuts on Earth

And «Yo Dudes» talking in condescending tones

With neanderthal dance moves

At what’s hardly a punk show

Maybe I’m reading too much into things

Maybe I’ll feel better about it tomorrow

Maybe I’m reading too much into things

Maybe I’ll feel better about it tomorrow

Than I do today

But I’m bothered just enough to say to you

That you’ve got the wrong idea

Or at least I’m pretty sure you do

Truly, I can’t say anymore

And I stopped keeping score six months ago

So, I’ll just keep my mouth shut

And talk in circles to everyone that I know

I’ll paint you a picture

Fifty dollar faces in three-hundred dollar costumes

Hardly working

While me and people like me want to punch you like a time card

Maybe you’re reading too much into things

The things you think you need to sell a record

Maybe I’m reading too much into things

Maybe I’ll feel better about it tomorrow

Than I do today

But I’m bothered just enough to say to you

That you’ve got the wrong idea

Or at least I’m pretty sure you do

«Bitter» is not the word I’d choose

And «jealous» wouldn’t work either

But, I’ll just keep my mouth shut

And talk in circles to everyone that I know

I’ll ask myself

«Who's got the wrong idea

Me with nothing or you with everything?»

«Who's got the wrong idea

Me with nothing or you with everything?»

I’m moving at speeds so fast you’d break your neck

I’m moving at speeds so fast you’d break your neck

Who’s got the wrong idea?

You with nothing or me with everything?

Who’s got the wrong idea?

You with nothing or me with everything?

Who’s got the wrong idea?

You with nothing or me with everything?

Who’s got the wrong idea?

Who’s got the wrong idea?